"Truly deserving of the title of leader."
However, in the hearts of the eight people, a thought simultaneously arose.
This Baixiang Continent... seems a bit weak.
After all, they were staying in the Guardian Hall of Baixiang Continent, yet someone dared to assassinate them!
This lawlessness has reached a certain level.
Quietly waiting.
There seemed to be some faint movement transmitted from afar.
Fang Che closed his eyes, the Nether Monarch Blade already unsheathed in his hand.
"The target is clear, coming straight for me."
A cold smile appeared on Fang Che's lips.
He could even guess why this hidden enemy could so precisely find his room: because of Ye Meng!
A woman in the room, the scent, was not the same as a single dog's room!
"Eight auras... very faint, absolutely not human."
Fang Che quietly clasped several Flying Knives in his hand.
The deep of night.
