Yan Feng looked at Fengqi City and his mother.

Baili Moyun also looked at his wife.

"In three days, I will help you to become the Eighth Saint in your father, so you should prepare first."

Baili Moyun suddenly said something that made Yan Feng a little stunned.

The Eighth Saint...

He never thought it would be so fast!

After Baili Moyun said this, he turned into a stream of light and headed straight for Fengqi City.

When Baili Moyun came over Fengqi City.

Those who once came out of the chaotic world with Yan Feng, especially the former Wushu, had already reached an indescribable level of excitement in their eyes.

"Meet the Emperor of Desolation!"

"Meet the Emperor of Desolation!"

“…!”

Everyone was kneeling on the ground.

At this moment, even Dao Qingmu, when he saw his former brothers coming back to the world, his eyes were red and red, and he knelt down and bowed.

And Zhi Mo, his whole body was trembling.

Baili Moyun has the kindness of recreation for him. If Baili Moyun had not been Baili Moyun, he would have turned into a demon-killing demon and was wiped out as early as that time.

It was Baili Moyun who saved him and made him the Shadow Guard of the Emperor who was respected and worshipped by countless warriors.

At this moment, Zhimo was also kneeling on the ground, extremely pious.

A hundred miles away, in the sky.

Looking at these familiar voices on the ground, there was a bold smile in my eyes.

"good!"

"good!!"

"good!!!"

Three consecutive sounds, laughter echoing the world!

At this moment, Bai Lan looked at the sky and her husband, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes, and those were tears of happiness.

Baili Moyun also looked at his wife.
Chapter completed!