"Where is the last battlefield?" Shen Yanxiao subconsciously looked at Xiu.
When she met his golden eyes, her heart skipped a beat.
"I have no idea," Xiu calmly said. Other than a strange expression deep in his eyes, he still looked as cold as ice.
During the war between gods and devils, the War God and the Devil God were frozen at the same time. The devil army that had lost its commander was defeated by the alliances of various races. As for the final battlefield, probably only Shen Siyu who had sealed the passage between the devils knew.
"I'll go and find Brother Siyu." Shen Yanxiao stood up almost immediately and left the study without any delay. The moment she turned around, the long hair on her neck gently lifted, revealing a few bright red marks to the eyes of the few youths in the study.
"…" Tang Nazhi stared at Shen Yanxiao with his mouth agape, his eyes filled with horror.
