The Mei Mountain brothers halted in their tracks.
This place was known only to Lady Liu.
The aura emanating from the other party was bizarre and formidable.
The Yin Sha formed into black smoke as the whistling wind swept up fallen leaves. In the surrounding woods, faint will-o'-the-wisps flickered.
Could it be a master from the Ghost Sect?
"Who are you? Where's Lady Liu?"
Though somewhat urgent, the eldest brother still asked with full caution on his face.
The Confucian Scholar was naturally the Demonic Qi that had just escaped.
His body twisted unnaturally, his neck slowly skewed to the side, his eyes blinked with white sclera, and in a strange tone, he said, "Lady Liu is already dead. Did you three get the item?"
As they faced this individual, a chill ran down the spines of the Mei Mountain brothers, sending a coldness rising in their hearts.
