C863 The Warring Cultivator, Xiu Wuji.

The next moment, as Lyu Tianying's voice slowly resounded in the air, Lin Yunchen's expression changed slightly. He vigilantly looked at the place where he was standing.

"Senior, this brat and you have never met before. How do you know that your son's death has something to do with us?"

"Or..." At this point, Lin Yunchen deliberately spread his voice