The goal achieved, acquiring a vanguard, Qing Yu walked away happily.
Mo Guming's strength was quite formidable. Although he was one of the Demonic People, he was arrogant and wouldn't do anything sinister behind others' backs, making him an excellent enforcer.
Of course, what needed to be guarded against still had to be guarded against; Qing Yu had no intention of entrusting his back to Mo Guming.
Watching the purple-clothed Swordsman transform into Sword Qi and disappear, Mo Guming struggled to stand, pulled out the Rebellion Demon Sword stuck in the ground, and said with a bitter smile, "Alas, this time I lost myself into servitude, selling my life for a year."
"Who's to blame for your own recklessness?" Ye Lingshuang rolled her eyes coquettishly, "I told you earlier, don't go challenging Xiao Qianxiu now. Emperor Zhou just issued an order to build the Sword Palace for him, and you want to take it away; where does that put Emperor Zhou's face?"
