The immortal-slaying man (3)

"It's okay, I'm just asking. " Leng ruoxue said softly. After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze towards the vengeful spirit King, who had also treated them as prey and was staring at them intently.

"Vengeful spirit King, How long have you been here?" Leng ruoxue asked with a smile.

"Why should I tell you?" The king of vengeful spirits asked instead of answering.

"There's no reason. I'm just curious. However, I don't think you remember. After all, you're just a vengeful spirit! It didn't know how to count, so it couldn't be considered a real soul! How would I remember all this!" Leng ruoxue said with a look of understanding and a hint of disdain.

"Who said I don't know how to count? Who said I don't remember? this King has been here for almost a million years! Hmph! Human, you're underestimating this King. " The king of vengeful spirits roared in anger.

"That long? Then why are you still so weak?" Leng ruoxue was confused.