Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

f death, I still want to live.A dagger materialized in her hand out of thin air. She didn't dodge the blade because there was no time, but this was her chance. Protected by her armor, the enemy's atta...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.nd hurriedly followed.After the desk, Liu Yuemei couldn't help but be stunned. Apparently, she didn't expect Lu Ye to leave so decisively and neatly.She still thought Lu Ye had other preparations or m...