Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

After a moment, two figures strode in and bowed before Lu Ye: "Fifth Senior Brother."Lü Yè put down the teacup in her hand and looked at the two people. They were familiar faces, some of the earliest...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.land leaves remained silent, heavier than ever before.The butcher stepped forward and handed him the boning knife in his hand: “Take this, you must keep it safe.”Lu Ye was stunned. He raised his head...