Dancing Clouds and Flying Stars
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After killing the three men in black robes, that sacred golden radiance gradually disappeared. Mo Wen glanced at the treasured Vajrapani Talisman, which was slightly torn, and sighed softly, as this strong treasured Vajrapani Talisman at most could be used one more time. Although he killed the three men in black robes, the price was great.
"Mo Wen, you…" Pei Fengwu looked at Mo Wen in shock as everything in front of her was too much, and she had a hard time recovering from it. Just now, she was surrounded by peril, but the enemies were all dead in the blink of an eye, and all had died at the hands of this youngster – Mo Wen.
"What's that thing of yours?" Cai Yan instantly noticed the Vajrapani Talisman in Mo Wen's hand and curiosity filled her eyes. They could see that Mo Wen being able to kill the three men in black robes was related to that thing in his hand.