C1664 A Few Familiar Faces

Surrounding the young Taoist were a dashing middle-aged man and an elderly Taoist with blue eyebrows, cradling an unsheathed wooden sword.

"Capture her."

The command came from the handsome middle-aged man. As Diwu Qinglan's consciousness faded, the last thing she saw was a sword light flickering through the void.

"Damn..."

Diwu Qinglan rolled her eyes