Feng Xi was taken aback, and behind him, he heard the mocking laughter of a man.
Feng Xi had already appeared in front of Xin Lin.
"Monk, I'm taking the person away. Next time, dare to covet my woman, I will make sure your Taichang Temple is left with nothing."
The man scooped up Xin Lin, and under his feet, the tiny black snakes quickly crawled back.
His form vanished.
Uncommon anger flickered in Feng Xi's eyes.
Dawn was fast approaching.
The Corpse King, the legendary man who makes thousands of ghosts cry, comes and goes without a trace.
He hadn't even faced him directly, yet the other took the person away.
That woman... Feng Xi frowned.
"Master, master... Can you save that girl? She's a good person. Earlier, she was the one who let me take that string of Buddha Beads to save you."
Beside him, Shi Fei's face was also deathly pale.
She knew the young girl was Xin Lin, but at this moment Xin Lin had been taken away by a man.
That man looked somewhat frightening.
