Mo Lin shattered Liang Miao's meticulously prepared thousand corpses with a single sword.
Liang Miao's face instantly stiffened, as he clenched his fists tightly.
If looks could kill, his gaze would be enough to kill Mo Lin dozens of times over.
"This guy, what kind of dumb luck does he have? Where did he learn the complete Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship?" Liang Miao glared viciously at Mo Lin.
"It's all Huang Shang's fault for capturing Mo Lin without killing him."
Liang Miao cursed Huang Shang in his heart.
If Huang Shang had killed Mo Lin back then, none of these troublesome things would be happening now.
Mo Lin's appearance completely disrupted Liang Miao and the others' plans.
"Mo Lin, why don't we reconcile?" Liang Miao said something that surprised Mo Lin.
At that moment, Mo Lin stared in disbelief for over ten seconds, doubting he had heard correctly.
