"Help me!"
As Liu Zixuan was lost in thought, a cry for help came from inside the deep pit.
If an ordinary Martial Artist were to shout like this, Liu Zixuan would naturally feel no ripple in his heart. But this voice was very familiar, and as the voice grew louder, Liu Zixuan also sensed a trace of the Power of the Dragon Veins.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply. Could it be that someone inside the pit is one of Zhao Yi and his group?
Apparently, when he realized this, there was also some commotion from Luo Xi's side, a young girl with a not-so-high Realm, unaware of the surroundings, directly stood up from behind a boulder.
She shouted to Liu Zixuan, "It sounds like Huzi's voice."
Liu Zixuan furrowed his brows, faintly feeling a sense of unease.
Because when Luo Xi stood out, the Martial Artists hidden around did not move, which was somewhat unusual.
