Next to him was an old lady. She had a full face of wrinkles, and her expression was heavy. After coldly sweeping over Huang Long and Wang Lin, she raised her head, stared at the sky, and said nothing.
Behind those two, the 10 elders all had bitter expressions on.
“Wang Lin, there are experts from the Yuanying stage out there and this time, the Heng Yue Sect is in trouble. Hurry up and find a chance to escape. With me, I can barely make them to be unable to find you. Hmph, if I had my physical body, then I wouldn’t even be afraid of some person in the Yuanying stage!” Situnan’s tone contained the rarely seen seriousness as he quickly said that.
Wang Lin inhaled a breath of air, and it was indeterminable whether his face was clear or moody.