Han Qingya had to raise her head when looking at her.

"I didn't say anything. She was so mysterious. I really don't want to see her again."

Han Qingya pouted.

"Haha, you haven't gotten used to it after all these years?

She seems to have received an incredible inheritance, and I don’t even look like a ‘human’ person anymore.”

Tantai Yanlan smiled.

"I don't know what she was thinking.

I always feel like she doesn’t care about our life or death at all.”

Han Qingya pouted.

"She may not care about us, but she should still care about Su Xuan."

Tantai Yanlan paused and shook his head.

"Since she didn't say anything, then just stay put.

Although she seems to have done nothing in these years, she must have done a lot."

"Okay, what else can I do."

But...three days later.

Northeast direction of the inner domain.

"boom!"

A terrifying explosion echoed.

Luck exploded.

The monks from Guangming Hill and Tian Burial Sect marched straight in.

Their expressions were both excited and frightened.

Because the person taking the lead was a vision of a holy curse.

The spirit master walked in front, his eyes deep and sharp.

"Xie Shuzhen, I'm here. This time I want to see where you run!"
Chapter completed!