each other, both puzzled. But this seemed to be related to Lu Ye's cultivation, so if he didn't say anything, Yiy wouldn't ask. She could only stay with Dahu.At this time, Lu Ye was investigating the...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.sisters to the Wanxiang Sea, it won't be of any use."Dingbei Feng, who was listening nearby, was terrified. He glanced at Xiangyin, startling her.It was beyond his imagination that a blood servant wou...
Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap