Beside Xia Huyou, Huang Teng had a pale face as well. Then again, the two were actually much better off compared to many. 0

At the moment, a bloody figure was limping through the passage. The passage was much safer than the outside. When the fury of Old Zhou struck, many of her bones were broken. Ultimately, she had entered the passage to seek shelter against the calamity.1

She was coughing blood with each step she took. When she saw the traces of blood on Su Yu's mouth, she suddenly felt like her pain and suffering had faded away. After all, even the freak had been injured by the disaster.0

"Was that you?" That was the first question she asked.0

Su Yu denied, "No."0

That wasn't him. It was Old Zhou. Why were they asking him the same question? Why were they treating him like some sort of villain?0

Sigh.0

Then, he manifested his blood character to remove all traces of blood from his body. He had to keep his white robes--no, he was still a wolf. Thus, he was not wearing any white robes this time. In fact, he was quite dissatisfied with his current fashion. He swore inwardly that after recovering his identity, he would put on his white robes again.0

Suddenly, his left ear twitched.0

When he opened all 360 of his acupoints, the cries started resounding in his head again. He hurriedly shut one of the acupoints to shut the voice out. This was annoying. This wouldn't have happened before...0