672 Son of The Monarch

Another four days went by, a peal of laughter suddenly rushed into their ears, "Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong, are you are… What a huge skeleton! Oh shit, it's the Blood Bone Evil God! How unfortunate, what did I just say, no wonder my eyelids were thumping heavily just before I arrived! How unlucky that I've rushed into such a sinistrous figure! Run, run!"

Ma Sansou looked over and saw a young man with the head of a lamb and a pair of little wings on his back. The young man's face was pallid and he immediately fluttered his wings in attempt to leave.

Although the newcomer was weak, his running skills were incredible. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a huge Kun Peng and bolted away into the clouds, leaving a shocked Ma Sansou on the ground.

"Brother Bai, it's me." Zhong Yue's pysche pulsed out and reached the escaping Qi Practitioner.