After all, the Sword Soul Storm is too fierce. Even if Ao Cangsheng were to die in there, it wouldn't be surprising.
Thinking of this, Leng Shuo coldly glanced at Zi Moye again, then his figure flashed by, rushing towards the Sword Soul path.
"Arrogant bastard, if I were as old as you, I could stay two months!"
Watching Leng Shuo's arrogant figure, Zi Moye couldn't help but curse.
Just as he opened his mouth, he was mocked by three women.
Zi Moye rubbed his nose and said, "Two months might not be enough, but one month is definitely no problem."
The three women were speechless, but their eyes were somewhat dubious.
Seeing their expressions like this, Zi Moli had to snort coldly and turn away.
After that, the four of them waited another twenty days before finally seeing Ao Cangsheng walk out from the hall.
"I thought you were staying inside. Why did it take you so long to come out?"
Seeing Ao Cangsheng finally walk out of the hall, Zi Moye asked angrily.
