"What did you say?!" The gangster was shocked. If he had heard nothing wrong, Wuxie Tianzun said that Xia Wentian was going to die. But how could this be possible? That guy Xia Wentian was not an ordinary person. He didn't know how strong that guy's cultivation was, but he knew that Xia Wentian's ability to divinate was really perverted.

How could he die with such powerful divination ability? Didn’t he divine himself? It shouldn’t be difficult for him to turn bad luck into good fortune!

"I said, Xia Wentian is almost out of reach." The face of Wuxie Tianzun showed regret. It would be a pity for a strange man like Xia Wentian to die like this.

"How is that possible?!" Although the gangster knew that Wuxie Heavenly Lord could not lie to him, he still didn't believe it.

At this time, Wuxie Tianzun had completely opened the entrance to the secret realm. She sighed heavily and said, "There is nothing impossible. People will die. As long as they do not transcend, death is inevitable."

She seemed to be talking about Xia Wentian, but at the same time she seemed to be talking about herself.

The big gangster opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Duan Hao said nothing. In his opinion, it was indeed a pity that Xia Wentian died, but does Xia Wentian’s life and death have nothing to do with him? For him, Xia Wentian is just a passerby.

"Let's go, if you really want to know what's going on, please ask Xia Wentian in person." Wuxie Tianzun took a deep breath and said.

The gangster nodded and followed Wuxie Tianzun into the entrance of the secret realm.

A white light flashed, and when the sight recovered, the gangster had entered the secret realm. The area of ​​the secret realm was not large, at most nearly 10,000 square meters, and the energy of the heaven and earth in the secret realm was not very rich. However, the environment was excellent, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Xia Wentian is there." Wuxie Tianzun raised his hand and pointed forward, and saw a house made of wood not far away.

The big gangster responded and walked towards the house.

Duan Hao wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wuxie Tianzun, "Wait for a moment and let him chat with Xia Wentian for a while."

"Okay." Duan Hao hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The big gangster walked to the wooden house, opened the door and walked in.

The layout of the small living room is still extremely simple. There is nothing else in the square table and chair. Xia Wentian was sitting on the chair at this time, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping.

When I saw Xia Wentian for the second time, I was so shocked to the truth that the big gangster was extremely shocked.

I still remember the last time I met Xia Wentian, who was still a middle-aged man with a fairy-like appearance. But when I saw Xia Wentian again, he became an old man in his twilight years. His pale hair was bleak, wrinkles on his face, and his thin figure seemed to be able to blow him away with a breeze.

It is no exaggeration to say that the old man gave him the feeling that he had already buried one foot in the grave. Even if he would die in the next second, it seemed to be natural.

What happened? How did Xia Wentian become like this?!

The big gangster frowned and looked at Xia Wentian without blinking.
Chapter completed!