"Zuo Ci!"
Da Qiao's pupils contracted sharply, and she exclaimed involuntarily.
Diao Chan and the others also turned to look.
Next to the Celestial Ladder stood an elderly man, who looked exactly like Zuo Ci, causing them to be astonished.
At the same time.
Clang!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Pan Feng, Zhao Yun, Tong Yuan, Wang Yue, Diao Chan and others, holding spears or drawing swords, stood solemnly, instantly transforming the atmosphere from warm sun to frost and snow, chilling to the extreme.
A surge of cold aura swept across all directions.
Passersby, noticing this scene, quickly moved away, watching from the sidelines.
"Hahaha..."
Zuo Ci also saw Diao Chan and the others and laughed:
"Don't worry. I won't kill you. I'm a person of cultivation and cannot kill indiscriminately."
These words were indeed honest.
Diao Chan, Pan Feng, Zhao Yun, and others were all extraordinarily destined stars of the Three Kingdoms world, and Zuo Ci dared not kill.
