"Brother RouXuan?"
"Sister YingYue?"
"Brother AnWen?"
"Brother Pei Zhi?"
The disciples from the Divine Kunlun sect looked at them intensely. They were happy that nothing happened to them.
"What? I almost died under those monsters' claws. What are your attitudes toward not recognizing me?" Wang Pei Zhi patted the dust on his clothes and stared at everyone in a dissatisfied mood.
"Brother Xie?"
"Young master?"
The people from the Sikong clan asked with a terrifying expression on their faces.
Who could make their young master/brother Xia become like this?
This is the first time in their lives that they have seen their cruel brother Xia become like this.
"Are you tired of living?" Sikong WenXia looked at everyone who was looking at him with a weird expression. He smiled beautifully, and a murderous breath emitted from his body.