C1006 Fang Zhidao(1)

Chu Qing hurled a dart, but after being bewitched, he hadn't sought retribution. Now, he was the one knocking on their door.

The cultivators swiftly dodged, moving so quickly that only their shadowy figures could be seen darting from side to side.

Their cultivation levels might not have been high, but their long practice had honed their agility.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get the wrong idea