"Okay, hahahahaha!" Yan Luo smiled loudly.

At this moment, a ghost soldier suddenly rushed into the hall: "King, no, Su Xiaoxiao escaped!"

"What?" Yan Luo suddenly glared at his eyes. A cold air instantly filled the entire hall.

Dan Zhizi's face suddenly changed. The ghost strength of this Yan Luo is so huge.

"Yes, it's a White Tiger Ghost King. He ate a large number of our fierce ghost soldiers and eight fierce ghost generals. He escaped from the valley. We can't stop him. The White Tiger Ghost King is so powerful!" The ghost soldier said anxiously.

"White Tiger Ghost King? Where did they come from? What's the difference?" Yan Luo said coldly.

"Yes, yes, in addition to the White Tiger Ghost King, there is also a woman wearing a mask following him. That woman, oh, this is the golden mask on this portrait. Yes, it's this woman!" The ghost soldier said in shock as he looked at the portrait Chi Bingzi grabbed.

"Are you sure?" Danzhizi suddenly showed a look of joy.

"It's a saint, she's still alive, it's great!" Chi Bingzi also said happily.

Yan Luo looked at the portrait, then looked at his subordinates, and immediately said with satisfaction: "Danzhizi, it seems that people are about to be found. You must cash out those two hundred cities!"
Chapter completed!