nghu's throat. His once rosy face was now marred by a terrifying aura of deathly pallor. At the same time, the white skull on Ziyi Skull Hammer cackled with glee.A multitude of skeletal phantoms surge..."Sister Wushuang, it's useless to say these things now " 。You know the master's character, no one can persuade him. But since he mentioned Wushang Lake, he must want us to wait for him near Wushang Lake. 。Yu Ya speculated. 。“Now that the master is gone, let's wait a few more days and take this opportunity to gather some information about Xiang Yi-hang.” 。r, today wasn't actually about celebrating with the other party. After this moment passed, he would sweep their face clean and see what this little punk could brag about then."Crane-Year Daoist Friend...