"Zishang Qingrou has been captured by the Three Corpses; come with me to rescue her," Mo Lin added.
"These people really don't take our Yedou seriously. Daring to capture our Yedou's Yin Messenger, they must be taught a lesson," Du Kui said slowly.
Wei Xun remained silent the whole time.
The ghost beside Mo Lin gave her a significant sense of oppression.
When she saw Du Kui, it felt like facing a wall.
The oppression was self-evident.
"You should stay behind," Mo Lin reminded Wei Xun.
"Alright." Wei Xun nodded helplessly, deciding not to follow Mo Lin to the Three Corpses' place.
She didn't possess the powerful strength like Mo Lin.
If she followed Mo Lin to the Three Corpses' place, she might end up being a burden.
Mo Lin then took Du Kui to the Three Corpses' territory.
About an hour after Mo Lin left, Wei Xun suddenly received a phone call.
"What? A trap?"
"Why are you telling me now? Shishu has already gone to the Three Corpses' ground; this is bad."
