Liu Ruohua’s words coaxed at every step, penetrating deeply through each layer of resistance.
Liu Weiming’s expression had a frightful hidden depth. It issued a nebulous, deadly threatening air.
He was aware that Liu Ruohua wanted to avenge a personal grudge, so she was trying to bewitch him, but he was still unable to refuse.
The inner core of the Wild Serpent was indeed very important to him.
As long as he could get the inner core, he would have the opportunity to become the personal disciple of Grandmaster Lan Hai. In that case, his cultivation road in the future would have propitious wind throughout the journey (1) as compared to harsh challenges one after another.
A trace of a smile slowly emerged on Liu Weiming’s face. It was an icy-cold and extremely dangerous smile.
The dagger he hid in his sleeves suddenly moved.
A trace of a sneer flashed through Su Luo’s heart.
A bunch of idiots!
“What are you guys thinking of doing?!” Su Luo deliberately shouted out loudly and anxiously. “If his highness Prince Jin found out that you guys killed me, then he will never let you guys go!”