Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

ingyue was the object of infatuation for all the young men in Wanmo Ridge. Few could see her beauty without being moved.Unfortunately, back then he was unknown and only had the qualification to watch...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.n members, this soul race woman had never taken the initiative to speak with Lu Ye. She remained silent most of the time, like a mute, filled with vigilance towards Lu Ye and even harboring some animo...