Bodhisattva does not show up, others might really not be able to handle even two swords. Watching his subordinates turn into corpses instantly, Snow Eagle left without saying a word, and the Illusion Beast pretending to be Sisi disappeared in an instant.
Zhao Changhe watched the pattern of the Illusion Beast's disappearance thoughtfully, and surprisingly did not pursue it.
Cui Yuanyang approached: "Brother Zhao, truly letting them go directly? It might be better to pretend to kill them, then Bodhisattva would come to the rescue, wouldn't it? That would expose Bodhisattva..."
"That's not necessarily true, the cold heart of the Ancient Demon Gods is beyond our understanding."
"You're even scolding Sister Piaomiao, she's also an Ancient Demon God."
Zhao Changhe turned his head: "She's not warm-hearted either."
Cui Yuanyang laughed playfully: "Brother Zhao hasn't tried Sister Piaomiao's warmth, how do you know?"
Zhao Changhe: "?"
