"What kind of ghostly thing is this?"
Lie Yi squinted, glancing into the deep alley, but naturally, his pursuit of Wen Ping did not stop.
Just a stray dog, he didn't care!
But as he got closer, he saw clearly—wasn't this the big yellow dog that was always by Wen Ping's side?
Realizing he was being chased, Wen Ping got so scared he even abandoned his dog?
"Haha!"
Lie Yi chuckled.
It was the first time he felt so excited to kill a minor character, as if he were slaying a Middle Profound Realm cultivator.
But the next moment, Lie Yi's smile halted abruptly. It was as if he had suddenly been plunged into the depths of icy darkness, and everything froze. At the same moment, he could feel a chilling aura behind him.
Of course, this chilling aura wasn't cold in temperature!
It was the coldness born from fear.
It climbed from his spine to the back of his head, making Lie Yi swallow hard and turn around.
