Chapter 114 Are you tired of me?

In Demon Sword City, the snow drifted down.

The Inner Sect Disciples, clad in white robes wandering the city, were unaware that the mysterious killer who had once wreaked havoc in Yunxiao City now had his gaze fixed on them.

Inside the secret realm, Li Muyang, who was believed by everyone to be dead, had just finished eating roasted bamboo shoots and promptly lay back, curling up.

"Going to sleep, goodnight Elder Yan," he said.

After having his fill, Li Muyang simply lay down where he was.

This was his temporary abode in the bamboo forest, where a giant rock conveniently provided shelter from wind and rain above his head.

The fire burned on, emitting a warm aura.

Although with the physique of a ninth-layer Qi cultivation realm, even if stripped of his cultivation, Li Muyang would not freeze to death in the snow.

But having a fire to warm himself was indeed very pleasant.