"You want me to join forces with Master Guan of Guanling Mountain?"
Jiang Long's gaze suddenly became dangerous, "You're planning to plunder more Blood citizens, aren't you."
Zhou Yingcang's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't deny it, "Yes, I've heard that the official encampment has a large population. If we take them down, wouldn't it be enough to sustain however many Blood citizens we want? Once the Blood Curse Insect is pleased, we will all become stronger. Boss, I too want to reach Third Order. Don't you want to advance a step further?"
"Humph, you've got the guts to say that."
Jiang Long let out a cold snort but didn't scold Zhou Yingcang.
Although everyone addresses him as big brother, Jiang Long only believes in his own strength and doesn't trust these people who also crawled out from the same hole.
How many good people can there be in a prison mix?
It's nothing more than forming a group for warmth.