They looked up at Di Juechen. Under the moonlight, they saw a man in black standing at the side like a mountain. There was a chill around him that made it hard for them to breathe!
At this moment, they all wanted to escape, but they didn't dare to move. They were afraid that they would provoke the God of Death if they were not careful!
Di Juechen stood rooted to the ground. He seemed to have sensed the thoughts of the others. He suddenly turned his head away and swept his cold purple eyes across the surroundings.
His thin lips parted slightly and he spat out coldly," Get lost!"
After he said this, everyone felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders. They fled one after another, not daring to stay here any longer!
Not far away, Qing Ya was lying on the side, completely lifeless.
She was dead, dead thoroughly!
Feng Chuge looked at Qing Ya's corpse and narrowed his eyes coldly without any sympathy.