Xuanyuan Xing glanced at Huo Lian and said, "Huo Lian, I never expected you to get mixed up with this old ghost."
Huo Lian said nothing.
Xuanyuan Xing could not help glancing at Huang Xiao, who was circulating his energy to recover.
In fact, when he arrived, he had spotted Huang Xiao off to the side at first glance.
He was still somewhat puzzled by Huang Xiao's presence here.
With Huang Xiao's meager strength, this was clearly no place for him.
Only now did he realize that Huang Xiao was actually beside Feng He, not Huo Lian.
It seemed that Huang Xiao's life and death were now under Feng He's control.
By all rights, such a thing should never have happened. What sort of man was Huo Lian? How could he hand Huang Xiao over to someone else?
Xuanyuan Xing understood. It seemed Feng He was using Huang Xiao to threaten Huo Lian.
He could not help admiring Feng He. Although they all knew they could threaten Huo Lian through Huang Xiao, they still did not dare.
They all had their own forces, after all. If they did anything to Huang Xiao, what awaited them would probably be Huo Lian's frenzied retaliation.
By then, his Imperial Remnant Manor would probably have few disciples left. It would be like killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of their own. They would not do such a thing.
But Feng He was different. He was an old monster from ten thousand years ago.
He could disregard even the present-day Ghost Spirit Sect. He could be considered a lone wanderer, and with his immense strength, he naturally had no fear of Huo Lian.
That was why he dared to abduct Huang Xiao and threaten Huo Lian.
"Juniors these days really are more arrogant