She now seemed to be using Xiao Rou's body to question Wen Zhixing. In fact, wasn't she also asking that heartless man in her heart for an unfounded answer?
[Be careful, the way she looks at you is ill-intentioned!]
[You, lad, are probably going to die on the spot!]
[You, lad, are probably going to die on the spot!]
[You, lad, are probably going to die on the spot!]
Wen Zhixing was bewildered. Damn it, what's gotten into Murong Fenghua? Don't mess this up. Everyone's acting was going so well; don't lose your cool now.
The prompt panel directly popped up three repeating alerts, indicating the level of danger.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! I'm really going to die! Indeed, all devil path cultivators are unhinged; this is a huge problem! I can't do this anymore; I've got to go all out!
Feeling the coldness slowly emanating from Murong Fenghua's body again, Wen Zhixing gritted his teeth and took her hand directly.
"Hmm…"
