C592 A Blackened Tyrant Cannot be Provoked

The red-clothed youth hurriedly left the small bamboo building. It was unknown how much time had passed before he finally arrived at a place that he felt was safe.

Chu Shuizhi stood at the top of the mountain and looked at the scenery. His eyelashes trembled as he said, "Come out."

With that, dozens of black clothed people appeared out of nowhere behind him. If Jing Sheng saw them