In the swirling dust, someone was being lifted into the air by a demon, held up by a single arm.
And the person being lifted, they recognized, was none other than the Captain of the Snow Team, Quan Xianxue.
No way!
The area under the jurisdiction of the Snow Team, like that of Yangshen Hall, should be further away, so why are they here?
Watching Quan Xianxue reaching out with a look of pleading in her eyes, the two suddenly understood!
Quan Xianxue was fleeing for her life to this place specifically to seek their help!
Compared to other captains from different halls, they were the closest colleagues she could turn to.
Apart from the elusive Hall Masters, fellow captains are the most reliable sources of assistance.
"Heh! Heh! Heh!"
The demon let out a strange laugh.
Its two large eyes, almost taking up half its face, followed Quan Xianxue's hand to gaze at Zhang Zhenyi and the others.
It looked excited, even drooling.
"New... toys!"
Crack!
