Run!
Run quickly!
Qinggu and Huang Su looked panicked, occasionally glancing back, hearing the sounds of killing drawing closer, their expressions growing increasingly tense.
Huang Su was even more furious inside.
If Qinggu hadn't led people to the temple, he wouldn't have been in trouble.
As a result, Qinggu exposed the White Lotus Sect's branch to divert attention away so he could escape, a truly damnable act.
"Gentlemen."
After crossing a narrow alley, without even having a chance to breathe, a figure already blocked their path:
"Where do you think you're going?"
The visitor was wearing a long robe, with a Treasure Saber hanging at his waist. Though his figure was not particularly strong, he possessed an enthusiastic aura that captivated people.
This was none other than Fang Zheng, who had been watching the situation closely.
"Daoist Qinggu."
He looked at Qinggu and stepped closer:
