บท 1412: God of Plague (7)

"Now, can you get out of here?" Ji Jiutian said coldly. One more glance at Ou Ya would make him throw up.

Ou Ya didn't dare to say anything more. She quickly turned around and left. The moment she turned around, she burst into tears.

"Saintess," When she walked out of the room, a maid respectfully reported, "Leader asked to see you."

"Leader?"

Ou Ya thought for a while and nodded, "I see. You can leave now."

"Yes, Lady Saintess." The maid then left.

Without any hesitation, Ou Ya headed for the leader's cultivation room. At this time, in the simply-decorated room, the middle-aged man stood with his back to the door. When he heard the door open, he turned and looked at the woman who appeared at the door.

"Did you go to Ji Jiutian?"

Ou Ya nodded, "Yes, I did."