Gu Qingyin was also conflicted about what Gu Qingfeng had said. She was hesitating about whether to attack.
It was indeed good to be related to the Nine Nether Holy Land, but that Xue Fanxin was not a good person. Offending her might not be a good thing.
"Let's take a look first." Gu Qingyin still had not made a decision.
The monkey-faced man had been attacked too fiercely by the spirit butterflies. His body already had countless injuries and blood was flowing non-stop, but he still refused to admit defeat and was still struggling on the verge of death. Even if he had already started to feel a little afraid, he did not compromise at all. Instead, he thought of other countermeasures. Seeing the Gu siblings standing motionless by the side, he said to them, "Gu Qingfeng, Gu Qingyin, aren't you going to help? If you save me, you will be the benefactor of the Nine Nether Holy Land. At that time, you will benefit."
