As Feng Xueyi heard the cat's words, his excited face instantly froze and he became haunted. It turned out that demon cat belonged to the bronze grimace mask man. Being so, his plan would be a vain hope.

Li Ying and the others, however, breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, there were footsteps in the distance. They belonged to some villagers dressed in messy cotton jackets, with worn swords and sticks, and even weapons such as sickles. They looked awestruck ...