"Chen Tianlong, these people are so fierce, what should we do?"
Lin Wushuang looked at the lineup, three masters and a small squad of followers; it seemed that the upcoming situation would be rather tricky.
"Wushuang, don't worry. No matter what, I won't let you get hurt this time. Wait for a chance to slip away from the back and we will meet outside. Remember, don't engage with them in combat."
These people aren't weak. Although Lin Wushuang is a Celestial Dao two-star cultivator, he would still be on the losing end if he fought them.
"Yes, okay."
This time, Lin Wushuang didn't hesitate and agreed heartily because he didn't want Chen Tianlong to worry anymore.
As he spoke, he took a few steps back. Chen Tianlong picked up a bottle of wine, took a few swigs, and suddenly made a move, sending the bottle flying toward Xu Fei. At that moment, Xu Fei sneered and suddenly rushed toward Chen Tianlong with a sprint.
