"Chen..."
Ling Ningzhi looked at the backs of the two, her lips moved, but she ultimately said nothing, standing alone at her spot.
Ji Hongxiu saw this, sighed silently, and said, "Qingxuan, let's go too."
"Mm." Ling Ningzhi lowered her head and replied softly.
After the few left, the air returned to silence. Huo Wuya's expression turned cold, "That's enough, how long do you intend to pretend?"
Crash—
Debris fell, and Zi Wenzhong emerged from the pit covered in dust, staggeringly flying to Qiyun Peak, speaking in a dry voice, "Has Daoist Venerable left? This woman really hits hard, almost slapped this old man to death..."
"Father, are you alright?"
Zi Lianji hurried over.
Seeing his miserable appearance, his face changed slightly.
The charred skin was covered in dense cracks, like broken porcelain, with faint traces of blood seeping from the fissures!
Daoist Venerable's slap directly broke his Xuanwu True Body!
