"Sister, don't talk nonsense, this place is extremely dangerous..."
Yu Lingfei's face changed, and she hurriedly covered Yu Qingshuang's mouth with her hand.
But it was already too late.
Blub blub...
The river water churned violently, a large number of bubbles emerged, and then a black-robed man, like a zombie, flew straight out of the river, blocking the path of the Nether Boat.
"Dead Servant!"
Looking at the black-robed man, Yu Lingfei let out a low call.
Dead Servant—
Unknown in number, spread throughout the waters around Wrong Death City, a very powerful protective force of Wrong Death City.
The black-robed man lowered his head, wearing a silver mask, his gaze cold and ruthless: "How dare you vilify my Wrong Death City?"
"I..."
Yu Qingshuang felt panicked and became incoherent.
