Blackmail
Editor: Rainystars
The night was jet black, and the moon hung high in the sky.
Ling Xian's face was pale, and his breathing was weak. It was obvious that he sustained major injuries.
This inflicted the mind of the demon to start to work, hesitating whether or not he should take advantage of this rare opportunity to kill Ling Xian.
Without a doubt, the opportunity before him was a great one. He could easily use his spiritual energy to kill Ling Xian from a distance.
However, the bad memories Ling Xian left him had imprinted so deeply into him to a point where he wasn't quite sure if he could kill Ling Xian in one strike. If he would fail, then more likely or not, his life would be over.
Therefore, the demon hesitated for a long while.
"Not good!"