บท 4690: An inexplicable sadness

"Don't you dare!" Ling Chuxi was furious when she heard this and slashed her sword at the man. In her anger, Ling Chuxi did not care about anything else. The power of the heavenly Dao flowed out along the sword.

"Stop!" At this moment, a loud roar came from the door. The voice seemed to have a hint of childishness.

The two people who had caught Gu qiufeng were about to make a move, but they stopped immediately after hearing what he said.

Ling Chuxi also retracted her sword and turned back to look. There was a young man standing at the door. Although he was not short, he looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. His delicate face had a bit of stubbornness, and the two crossed scars on his face revealed a bit of tenacity and cruelty.

"Lord sect leader, Lord sect leader." Upon seeing the young man, the people from lifeless clan bowed in greeting.

Sect leader? Ling Chuxi looked at the young man in surprise.