Such a method, dissolving flesh and bone, was simply too vicious.
His gaze grew cold as he turned to look at Li Ergou.
Having someone like that by his side, he couldn't rest easy.
"S-Senior Brother Xu..."
Li Ergou sidled over, wringing his hands, his face still etched with a timid, cowering expression. If not for the blood—Hua Ling's blood—still dripping from his sleeve, one would have thought he was genuinely a coward.
"Shouldn't we be..."
His words came to an abrupt halt.
Before Li Ergou could finish his sentence, the cowardly look in his eyes turned sharp and vicious. A bloody light erupted from his sleeve, and an incredibly sinister little cyan sword shot out, aiming straight for Xu Yunfan's back!
