The people of Xuanyang Sect were startled by his sudden appearance.

Seeing Zhu Jiong's clothes, he knew that he was a disciple of the Impermanence Sword Sect, so he didn't dare to mess around, just watched quietly.

Yue Ling was still pretending to be in a coma, and the horse-faced youth said with a bitter face, "We really missed it..."

"Where is the person?" Zhu Jiong shouted, "Where did you move your hand?"

"It's nearby!" The horse-faced youth hurriedly said.

Zhu Jiong said, "Lead the way!"

The horse-faced youth looked at a few

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