Curse?

"What? Ye Daocang!" The moment Luo Hu saw Ye Daocang, his pupils shrank to the size of the tip of a pin.

"Ming! Isn't this Lord Luomen? Such a coincidence."

Ye Daocang was in a good mood—not only so good; he was just happy to be home. He was thinking about getting rid of Rahu in his dreams.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist "I didn't expect you to be here!" Luo Lian said.

Ye Daocang thought he had heard it wrong: "Is Lord Lomon calling me?"

Luo Xiao smiled miserably: "Ye fellow Daoists, we two are friends of life and death. Did you stay in Haiyang City for a long time and forget your own memory?"

At this time, the city owner of Haiyang City snorted, looked at Ye Daocang, and said in a bad tone, "Are you and this guy in the same group?"

Ye Daocang smiled and said, "The city owner misunderstood. Not only am I not with him, but I want to help you kill him."