Jun Muqian's eyes froze for a moment, because she suddenly saw that the tea in her teacup was split into two halves at this moment.

It was just the spiritual energy that spread and cut off the water.

"..."

The originally noisy restaurant suddenly fell silent, not even the sound of breathing.

Jun Muqian raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a young man wearing gray and black clothes walking in.

The sound from before was exactly the sound of him leaving the baggage on the ground.

The young man in black exudes a cold aura, and his handsome and cold face is shrouded in layers of evil aura.

He also carried a long knife behind him, and the blade reflected a silvery cold light.

The entire restaurant was as silent as cicadas, and the murderous intent that rushed towards them made all spiritual cultivators unable to move, as if they were locked by swords.

What a strong smell of blood...

You have to kill at least tens of thousands of people to get the taste.

Jun Muqian's eyes moved, and he inexplicably sensed a very familiar aura from this young man in black.

She had felt this aura in at least two people.

Unparalleled killing, chilling murderous intent, there should be no other person in this world.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Every time the young man in black took a step, the spiritual cultivators in the restaurant became more frightened.

Some spiritual practitioners even want to escape, but they cannot control their bodies at all.

Until, a word fell in Jun Muzhen's ear.

Very cold, with murderous intent.

"I want to fight you."
Chapter completed!