The rascal corpse, who had disappeared for a full night, had finally returned.
Xin Lin, whose morale had hit rock-bottom, saw hope once again.
"In times of crisis on the jianghu, if you don't help now, I'm as good as dead."
Xin Lin said hurriedly.
"It's already dawn."
Who would have thought that Gui Hu's next sentence would plunge Xin Lin's spirits into the abyss once more.
After being confined within the Sealing Spirit Talisman, he was unable to use Ghost Power during the day.
"You wouldn't leave me to die, would you? If it weren't for you, why would I have come to Qin Mountain, to encounter that bloody monster?"
Xin Lin clenched his teeth in anger.
That egg was simply the root of all evil.
As for Gui Hu, that was the evil of evils.
"If you don't jump now, you'll be slapped into a meat patty by the Xuan Bird."
Gui Hu's tone was still indifferent.
Damn you, Gui Hu. Such a height, to jump or not to jump, it's barely the difference between being crippled or dead.
