บท 923: Killing the Ancestor of the Sorcerer Tribe

Yang Hongling took out a silver note worth one hundred taels and handed it over." Take this money and leave this place. Find a new place to settle down."

Sister Rou shook her head and did not take the money." My two benefactors have already saved me. I can't take this money anymore."

Yang Hongling stuffed the banknote into her hand. She looked at the sky. It was about to turn dark. She reminded her," Leave before it turns completely dark."

Sister Rou hesitated, but in the end, she accepted it. She kowtowed three times in gratitude, got up from the ground, and fled into the distance.

After a while, it disappeared.

He retracted his gaze.

"The human heart is unpredictable," Yang Hongling sighed.