C88 The Silver Rustling of Clothes!

The smoke and dust covered Wu Yue's face!

A faint fragrance instantly rushed into Wu Yue's nose.

At this moment, Wu Yue focused his gaze and saw that Qi Mingchen had already disappeared.

"What a f*cking bad luck! I didn't expect to scare a cultivator away!"

After cursing, Wu Yue released his Divine Sense and found that the cultivator had run away at an extremely fast speed