C71 Traveling like Shadow Injured All Things(2)

At Tong Fu Inn, that mysterious voice was constantly being transmitted over. Linghu Qing and that man were currently fighting. Who would have thought that the voice would float over like a ghost? It floated into their ears and pricked their backs like needles.

Linghu Qing instinctively looked up the stairs, only to see a few pavilions and railings. However, no one was standing on them