With a fierce shout from Xiaojiu, Dao Soul Sect was already alarmed.
The mountain gate opened without any wind, and the night-watching disciples walked out with lanterns, cursing impatiently, "Who has a death wish, daring to act wildly at Dao Soul Sect!"
"Delaying my good sleep, everyone shall be slain!"
"Don't they know that Dao Soul Sect has already become territory of Chi Xiao Peak's Green Shadow Pavilion, they're asking for death!"
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Six people, six blades, harboring enormous murderous intent, entered the range lit by the lanterns.
"You, you, you are Lian Xiaojiu!"
A night-watching disciple recognized Xiaojiu's face, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression turned unnatural.
Xiaojiu stared at this person, thick rage flashing in his eyes, coldly saying, "Zhao Baoshun, joined the sect three years ago, disciple of Elder Tian Shi, a sickly child since young, Elder Tian Shi spared no effort, gathering ten ancient medicines for you to cure your illness, you, good job!"