"Something terrible has happened! It's said that the elders from over ten nearby factions went to visit the Li family, and all mysteriously perished!"
In a certain Immortal City of Shanhai State, a Loose Cultivator shouted in panic.
"Hmm?"
Li Xianxun, who was guarding the Immortal City, heard this person's voice, and his expression darkened. This comment was clearly malicious, aiming to directly pin the blame on the Li family!
Especially if he was truly afraid, he should leave quickly instead of spreading such news widely in the Immortal City.
Li Xianxun thought for a moment, and a wind rope formed, directly binding the Loose Cultivator still running on the road.
"What are you doing? Is the Li family going to kill me to silence me?" The Loose Cultivator looked at Li Xianxun approaching step by step, terror in his eyes.
"Who instructed you to dare to slander the family so?"
