Fang Geyu could hardly bear the profound resentment in Li Jiujiu's sorrowful gaze for a moment.
Mountains dark as ink, shadows piled upon each other deeply.
After the disturbance caused by Lan Youdie, although the tense atmosphere within Ghost Mountain remained unchanged and both parties still stood clearly opposed, the chaotic battle had at least come to a brief pause.
Baili An, holding the injured girl in his arms and carrying the Qiankun Bag, walked toward Ning Feiyan.
Ning Feiyan, gently fanning herself with a delicate fan, looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Baili An threw the Qiankun Bag to her, "Thirty-six thousand Spirit Stones for you."
Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows but was not surprised, "Young Master, are you paying the Spirit Stones for the twelve people injured by the Thunder Talisman from Bi Ping?"
