Now, all the strong ones in the Wending Realm, as long as they know about the events from ten thousand years ago, their faces all turn pale!
The white-haired woman watched everyone around her with a silent smile.
A character from ten thousand years ago, now lively appearing in front of them, just this peculiarity alone is enough to astonish everyone!
Mo Qing said, "Sister Zhao Yue, though you are not dead yet, the assassination order from the Poison God Clan against you hasn't been canceled. I am a disciple of the Poison God Clan. Since I meet you today, I must naturally fulfill the assassination order from back then!"
"The grave mistake my sister made, forgive me for not being able to forgive it!"
Mo Qing said with clasped hands.
The white-haired woman laughed and said, "Kid, you are also a third-generation disciple, just like me. Do you really think you can compete with me? Are you my match?"
Mo Qing smiled and said, "I'm willing to try!"
