Feng Jiu didn't respond to what the man behind her was saying but stared at the front half-squinting. The group of evil cultivators blocking the way in front smiled maliciously, waiting for her with swords in hand.
"Oh, shoot! What luck?!"
She stared at those evil practitioners in front waiting for her. She could not help feeling bloodthirsty anger in her heart. Obviously, she did not want to provoke others, but these people came to provoke her. Did they think she was easy to bully?
When she thought of her pursuers as well as those blocking her way, her mind started racing. She swept a gaze over those people in front and a dim glow floated in her eyes.
"Help me! Robbers! Help me...."
She cried in horror and ran toward the evil cultivators. From time to time, she looked back in panic at the cultivators behind.
