Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

ow, the Blood Sect still has disciples, at least one."Just ignore her, kill that Lu Ye!"Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.As soon as the words left his mouth, a black streak of light shot towards...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye. year old child snatched something from him.It was just that he went along with it willingly.Thankfully, the little boy's interruption just now removed the pressure Lu Ye had put on him."No one told y...