With a plop, a man knelt down in front of Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu didn't feel any soft-hearted. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the man's head, asking: "What's the next sentence the immortal said when he caressed me?"

Before the man could say anything, Qi Xuansu used his palms to press the man's head directly into his chest.

Anyone could see that Qi Xuansu had no intention of interrogating him at all, but was asking for his life.

Soon, only the leader was left.

Until now, this person's face still looked like a zombie, without much emotion or anger.

No matter how he looked at it, Qi Xuansu found it distasteful: "How good are you at practicing? Do you have a zombie face? Let me see!"

Then Qi Xuansu ripped off his face directly.

The man covered his bloody face with both hands and roared like a wild animal.

Qi Xuansu threw away the shame in his hand, grabbed the man's back of the neck, and set it on fire.

In the flames, the man began to shrink continuously, dark red scorch marks appeared on the surface of the skin, and finally turned into a scorched corpse, with some dark red light remaining, flickering on and off.

There was a blackened skull in Qi Xuansu's hand.

He wanted to give this thing to Li Changge as a gift for the handover between the two.
Chapter completed!