Slaughter House II

The masked Northern Devil was someone that had been popping up in the mouths of both common and cultivators. Someone who kills regardless of you standing and no matter what you do, you will die a terrible death if you anger him or her.

But Dai Xiu thought otherwise, yes, she feared the Northern Devil but she looked at the masked of the Northern Devil and a wisp of her intent was seen through her eyes. It was stupid of her to even show a hint of such emotions.

With Wang Ling's countless experiences of revenge that he could not remember how many people he had encountered with hidden intent in their eyes. Such a double face act of Dai Xiu was something Wang Ling was all too aware of.

With a jolt, Wang Ling who was standing just a few meters away from her saw that intent and suddenly moved.

"I don't like those eyes of yours." Wang Ling said as he grabbed her by the neck.