Shadows flickered in the cave, revealing figures clad in black and red robes. They stared at Ye Fusheng with surprise, then their gaze shifted to Jiang Caimeng.,Ye Fusheng trembled as he spoke, the purple and gold aura surrounding his body rapidly expanding outward. It was like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves; wherever it passed, demonic energy was scattered, and Jiang Caimudi was blown away for the third time.,While speaking, Ye Fusheng raised his hand and pulled open the sash at Jiang Caidini's waist.。