"Damn it!" The man in black cursed, turning to attack Little Gold's flame. The spiritual power he unleashed was black. Mo Jiuli frowned slightly at the sight because she noticed that the spiritual power of the man in black was not of the Dark Attribute. Although it was the same black color, it seemed to carry a power sharper than spiritual power.
A thought started to form in Mo Jiuli's mind. She squinted slightly at the man in black. "Little Gold, tire him out for me, but don't kill him!"
"Got it, Master!" Little Gold responded to her words.
The other men in black snapped to attention at the sight, all glaring coldly at Mo Jiuli and the other two. Mo Jiuli smiled faintly, her lips curling up. "So they're Dead Soldiers!"
"You say they are Dead Soldiers?" Feng Xiaoyao asked in surprise upon hearing that.
"That's right, they truly are Dead Soldiers! Just of a higher level than usual..." Mo Jiuli remarked coolly.
