C399 Buddha's Voice of Salvation

Faang Mo's stride faltered momentarily before he spun around sharply, locking eyes with Ning Qi who was baring his teeth at him, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"Am I hallucinating? Is this some kind of trick? Or is he really not dead after all that?" murmured a middle-aged man standing next to Xie Linjia.

"No, you're not seeing things. I saw it too