When everything dispersed, the place where the man in the black robe previously was had long been empty.
Gu Yansui looked at the delicate and seemingly fragile woman behind him with some shock: "Master, just now, that person?"
Gu Shengyin said lightly: "A small guy in the Divinity Transformation Stage, how could he escape from my hands?"
The meaning of these words was that the man, is dead?
Gu Yansui looked at the very unfamiliar master in front of him, seemingly wanting to ask many questions, but didn't know how to start.
The figure of Gu Shengyin became increasingly illusory.
Her complexion became even more transparent, and she urgently said: "Yansui, leave here quickly. My strike just now has attracted quite a few people's attention, there might be trouble later."
Then, Gu Yansui watched as his master's figure slowly faded away until it disappeared without a trace.
For no apparent reason, a hint of panic flashed in his heart.
