Protection

Xue Ying entered the garden with a smile. He humbly greeted: "Paragon Master Pu Su, Paragon Master Bewitching Sword, Great Monarch Bone Clamor, Black Sovereign, and Hunter, it is the honor of I, Flying Snow, to meet the five of you here."

"Hmph hmph."

This was a thin red-eyed old man. The red-eyed old man had a loose red robe draped over him. Through the areas that he revealed, one could see how his entire body was composed of crimson-colored jade bones. Not a single strand of muscle or skin could be seen, and his bones were wrapped around by crimson mist. Of his entire body, only his head remained relatively normal. At this moment, he was giving a sinister sneer, "Flying Snow Brat, I bet you should have guessed that there must be something extremely rewarding here to attract the five of us over! But the bigger the advantage, the greater the danger. I encourage you to hurry and leave. Otherwise, you might just be killed and teleported out of the place."