章節 587: Stealing a Chicken Only to Lose the Rice

When Zhou Manning dragged Yu Rong, who was barely breathing, into the villa under the cover of night and placed her in front of Wu Fuzhang, Wu Fuzhang saw that it was about time. He stared at the blood seeping out of the bag, and Zhou Manning hurriedly said, "Perfected Wu, she's not dead yet! She's still breathing!"

In just a few short days, Wu Fuzhang could see that this woman in front of him was no less ruthless than he was. He smiled with some admiration.

Zhou Manning was still thinking about Xie Mingxuan's luck, and she hurriedly said, "Perfected One, can you do it now? We have the sacrifice now!" After a pause, Zhou Manning said in a fake tone, "By the way, Perfected Wu, I think that malicious ghost can't be moved by force or persuasion. You should destroy that thing first. What if it hurts you again?"