During this moment of hesitation, Naihetian and the others rushed forward.
"Hahahaha!" After they passed by, Guan Chi let out a hearty laugh. "Those people are the damned ones, right? And the people from the Golden Crow Hall, right? They're all stuck in the mire, and they look so miserable."
Neither Naihetian nor Lord Mang spoke, only the fat man responded to him.
"You seem to know them?"
Guan Chi smiled and nodded: "Of course I know him. Not only do I know him, but he's my enemy."
Guan Chi recounted the entire incident to everyone, saying, "At the time, Tan Xue disguised several experts from our village as us, and then was captured by the damned assassins. We originally thought that after killing them, the damned assassins would leave us alone, but who knew that they would actually enter this Bloody God Slayer as well? What did they want to do?"
The second fat man said unhappily, "Why did we come in?"
Guan Chi: "Bloody seed?"
The second fat man nodded: "Yes, it is the Bloody Moe. They are definitely here for the Bloody Moe. Think about it, even the prince is here, how could they not have an important figure?"
Guan Chi: "Then who is their most important figure?"
The second fat man said, "There were a few strong people in that group just now. If it weren't for Lord Mang coming out and shaking them off, we would be in great danger, especially you, Guan Chi. You would definitely not be standing here talking alive."
Guan Chi was suddenly frightened.
"But, those damned people? And the people from the Golden Crow Hall? It seems that we must not let them know that the prince has arrived. This news cannot be known to the outside world. Otherwise, if the prince gets the blood-colored seed, he may not be able to survive."
"Your Highness...can't you save him?" Guan Chi wondered.
Lord Mang glared at him. "Above the prince is the prince, above the prince is His Majesty, and besides, there are the other seven immortal kings... Who can be sure that this blood-colored prince can be saved?"
"So, all those people from Tiansha and Jinwutang behind here must be killed. Not a single one can be left alive!"
"And you!" Lord Mang was intimidating without even getting angry, his eyes fixed on the second fat man and Guan Chi: "If I find out, any of you who say one more word..."
Although he didn't say the rest of the words, everyone knew what he meant.
The two of them waved their hands repeatedly and said they didn't dare.
Lord Mang did not threaten Naihetian. Perhaps in his mind, Naihetian, who was extremely talented, was different from others.
After about three hours, Su Luo finally slid to the end of the quagmire.
Su Luo took off her skateboard and stepped onto the solid ground.
"Who are you?!"
A sword came out from nowhere and was placed across Su Luo's shoulder.
Su Luo could have dodged it, but she didn't. Instead, she stood still and let the sword lie across her neck.
"Who are you?!"
The cold voice sounded again.
Su Luo looked up and found a group of people not far away, some sitting and some standing. At this moment, there was also a person in front of her. This person was dressed as a swordsman, more than 30 years old, and his eyes were as cold as a sword!
Su Luo said calmly, "Master Mang brought me here."
Lord Mang?
The person opposite narrowed his eyes slightly.
"He's behind and will be here soon." Su Luo had a calm expression from beginning to end, without any sign of nervousness.
The man did not embarrass her any further, but said coldly, "Follow me!"
As he said that, he brought Su Luo before Immortal King Yi.
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