“Bai Mo!!”

A bloody shadow flashed above Ciyun Building, and Xue Ying looked serious, staring at the white-clothed man who emerged out of the void not far away. That man’s face couldn’t be seen clearly as it was in her memory.

“It’s really you, Bai Mo!”

Xue Ying sneered, clenching her fists. And the bloody mark between her eyebrows flashed out and dyed Senior Master Qingshui’s cyan hair red.

“I can smell your ...