The sinister-looking "Yu Er" was illuminated by the lantern's flame in the dark of night, gazing eerily at Mo Hua.
But Mo Hua remained calm, showing no surprise, no shock, and no fear or any unusual emotions.
For some reason, "Yu Er" suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.
Mo Hua extended a pale finger, touched "Yu Er" on the forehead, and said indifferently, "You finally came out. I've been waiting for you all day."
"Yu Er"'s expression slightly changed, "You... know?"
Mo Hua said, "If the Evil God were so easy to kill, it wouldn't be called the Evil God."
He knew this better than anyone.
"Yu Er" looked grim, his voice hoarse, "What do you want to do?"
Mo Hua's eyes shone gold, with a sharp divine gleam.
Having been torn apart by Mo Hua before, "Yu Er" trembled inside, his expression extremely serious, but suddenly twisted his mouth into a sinister smile, confident without fear:
