"Who are you?"

A voice came, which shocked Zhou Xuanji to stop.

He turned his head and looked, unable to lock the other party's position.

At this moment, a man in black appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This man's face was cold, his pupils were purple, his black hair was casually spread on his shoulders, and he was holding a sword in his hand.

Zhou Xuanji looked at him and asked curiously: "Are you the Creator?"

This guy is obviously an adult figure and dressed very differently from that tribe.

His appearance made Zhou Xuanji begin to doubt all this.

Could that tribe be deceived?

In fact, there are other people.

"So, I didn't create you, how did you appear?"

The man in black asked frowned, and he looked at Zhou Xuanji, his eyes falling on the powerful sword.

A ray of light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!