Chapter 552: Planting Devil in Taoist Heart_3

"These days, I've been feeling nervous and jittery, as if a great disaster is about to occur. I've been unable to sleep at night, which is why I wanted to leave..."

"After departing, we would lose the opportunity..."

"Don't indulge in wishful thinking, here in Dali Mountain, the real Demon Head hasn't arrived yet..."

"Isn't it that our Taoist Court has no Great cultivators?"

"It's not the same, you..."

While they were talking, they walked into the dilapidated temple, and just as they looked up, they were startled to see Mo Hua and another person.

Gui Tao's people sat in the shadows, indistinct and unclear.

Mo Hua was drawing a Warm Fire Formation, roasting by the fire, his small face lit by the firelight, flushed red, with sweet potatoes stuffed in his mouth and his cheeks puffed.

The gaunt old man, Mo Hua remembered, seemed to be surnamed Wen. Upon seeing Mo Hua and his companion, he clasped his hands in greeting after his moment of surprise: