Seeing injustice on the road (3)

Zhao Hai rode on his magic horse and followed behind the three people. After three hours, Zhao Hai saw a small hill in front of him. On the hill, there seemed to be a Manor. However, when Zhao Hai saw the manor, he stopped his horse and frowned.

Zhao Hai was still very far away from the manor, but he could already feel waves of ghastly aura. The entire Manor was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and the wails of ghosts could be heard from the black mist.

Seeing this, Zhao Hai couldn't help but think of two words: ghost cultivators. It looked like a ghost cultivator was attacking the manor. If he guessed correctly, the manor should be the Wu family.

Zhao Hai's face couldn't help but turn cold. He never thought that these ghost cultivators would be so arrogant. They dared to attack a subsidiary family of the tyrant's blade school in broad daylight. They were too bold.