Old Cui covered his eyes. It was over, it was over. The sky was about to collapse. This time, they could not avoid it. If the Emperor found out that the holy artifact was in this little girl's hands, he might make some malicious guesses.
At that time, it would be a small matter to throw them out of Nanzhao. He was afraid that the Emperor would deal with Little Jiang and her daughter, who had "returned to Nanzhao" without permission.
In an instant, Old Cui really imagined a lot.
Until he heard an exclamation. "Wan Feng?"
The leader of the disciples was stunned. He looked at the woman opposite him and widened his eyes in disbelief. "It's… it's you?"
Old Cui lowered his hand and looked at the two of them. What's the situation? What Feng? You two know each other?
