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Chapter 230 People lend me a use(2/2)

I think it was the old man who guarded the two of them before.

"I'm leaving too." Feng Heng nodded to the two of them, shook his body and disappeared.

Jiang Yunhe's eyes were swimming around, watching Wu Yong, Zhan Fang and several other people, as well as several familiar female cultivators, all entered the fog.

"Senior sister, senior brother." Several figures fell beside him, and the four of them looked surprised: "This legend of treasures in the Immortal Yong Kingdom has been circulating for so many years, but it has actually opened?"

"Since it's something hidden, I'll see the light of the sky again sooner or later." Jiang Yunhe said.

“How many people have entered?”

“At least one hundred.”

While the few were talking, a man and a woman came across the air. The two of them had outstanding appearances and looked extremely calm, but they just stood there and made people feel at first sight.

He glanced in this direction, nodded at Ji Shili, and fell into the fog.

"I didn't expect that they were interested, too." Jiang Yunhe said in surprise.

"Who are they? They look extraordinary." Xu Haoqing asked curiously.

"Li Wushuang, Shen Lianbi."

"It turned out to be them, no wonder they were disappointed at first sight." Xu Haoqing said suddenly.

The first person in the younger generation of the righteous path of the Wu Kingdom and the first beauty of the Wu Kingdom, even the most ignorant person, has heard of it.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight Yuanmen cultivators came across the sky and went straight into the fog.

Among them, there are those that Jiang Yunhe has seen, and there are even two that he can't even think of his identity even after searching through his mind.

"It's really... very messy." Jiang Yunhe said.

I thought to myself, Su Xiaoxiao would be very happy.

At this moment, Zhiyue suddenly felt cold air radiating all over his body, and turned around and slashed out with a sword.

"clang!"

"Hahahaha, I'll borrow it for you first." A figure passed by Zhiyue like lightning, grabbed Jiang Yunhe and threw himself into the fog.

"Chu Kuangren!" Zhiyue's expression was full of rage, and she chased into the fog with red eyes.

"Senior Brother!"
Chapter completed!
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