However, the metal mask worn by the blood-robed deacon is comparable to the Lingbao level.

Before the ray of spiritual consciousness touched the body, it was already shielded, blocking detection.

Lin Hao's eyes turned cold, and he glanced sharply at the crowd, immediately targeting one of the young men in black.

This man was wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of the Dark Palace Sect and had a handsome face.

They looked very strange, and they had obviously not met each other before.

"What was his intention just now? Was he just curious?"

Lin Hao frowned slightly, wondering in his heart. He ignored the young man in black and walked directly into the tavern.

His current status is sensitive, so as long as the other party doesn't do anything extreme, there is no need to pay attention to the matter of spiritual detection.

The young man in black had a calm expression on his face. When Lin Hao disappeared through the door of the tavern, the corners of his mouth slowly curved.

"My guess is correct, it should be him."

As he murmured, the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth became brighter.
Chapter completed!