"Xiao Honghong, it's time to work." I didn't even bother to acknowledge the person from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall shouting challenges, and I snapped my fingers.
Xiao Honghong "whooshed" out from strands of my hair.
Its transparent wings vibrated, keeping it suspended above my head, "You ignorants, Master Hong will send you off to the Western Heaven."
"You want to use gu on us? One Centipede Gu, we don't even take it seriously," the person from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall jeered, their face full of scorn in the torchlight.
Yan Bashui's eyes started blazing with urgency, "Wanwan, step back! If their Gu Insects target you all at once, your Centipede Gu won't stand a chance."
"Maternal Granduncle, I'm not fighting them with gu." I had just finished my sentence.
Cackling erupted from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall's ranks.
As the laughter began, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Half of the individuals in black robes suddenly pulled out their Miao Knives.
