Don’t Worry Over Nothing

Upon hearing that, Feng Jiu glanced at him and raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to do? Don't tell me you're going to fight with the Blood Demon." The old man had already been caught off guard, was he so desperate that he didn't care about his own life?

"Take good care of him." Zhuo Junyue said and looked at the Blood Demon. At this moment, Chai Second Master had also stepped forward and walked over to Zhuo Junyue's side. 

When the Blood Demon saw the two men approaching, he laughed loudly and looked at them in contempt: "What do the two of you want to do? The two of you aren't even worth looking at, let alone fighting against. But since you want to seek death then I have lots of time to play with you slowly."

As he spoke, he took a step backwards and motioned for the two people at the side to step forward: "Go, take care of those two people. Let them see our strength."

"Yes!" The two men responded. They flew forward and pulled out their longswords.