Although the few people were destined not to cross the Onan River and reach the Demon Clan's royal city, it was actually possible to look at the outline of the royal city across the Onan River in the distance.

However, the young monk quickly stopped and said with a wry smile, "Forgive me, fellow Taoists, but this poor monk did not have enough means and has caused a big disaster."

Chen Chao held the handle of the Yunni knife and turned around. Yu Xiyi also turned around at the same time.

The three of them looked into the snow and wind.

The young monk sighed, "Sure enough, there is only a thin line between us. How can we get rid of it so easily?"

Chen Chao's expression was solemn, and he felt a strong pressure slowly approaching from a distance.

Yu Xiyi smiled and said, "Can the three of us kill people together?"

The young monk thought for a moment, then looked at Chen Chao again and asked, "Fellow Taoist Chen, at this moment, do you believe in fate?"

Chen Chao still shook his head, "I don't believe it."

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In the wind and snow, a middle-aged man with green hair has arrived at the bank of the Onan River.

After walking south for a few days, he discovered that the young man he wanted to kill had gone to the Demon Realm. While feeling surprised, he headed north and found Chen Chao.
Chapter completed!