Zhao Lian'er shook her head bitterly: "They are totally different."
Lu Fan did not continue to ask. After all, Zhao Lian'er was not a party to the war that year, and many things were passed down orally.
"By the way, how do you know that we are here to save people?"
Lu Fan thought for a while and asked the important questions first.
He still doesn't know whose hands Bu Yingjiu's soul is in. Even if he can find it, on Xuanwu Island, without the support of the Longhu Island formation, he is not sure that he can get Bu Yingjiu's soul.
, captured from the enemy's hands intact.
"Because I saw it."
Zhao Lian'er said: "I saw Mo Wanqian on the island, and the ghost canister he held in his hand."
"Everyone in the South China Sea Wonderland knows about Mo Wanqian's character. He would never touch such a vicious magic weapon as the ghost tube. Then I saw you guys rushing here from outside. You must have come here with the ghost in his hand.
The barrel has something to do with it.”
"Mo Wanqian?"
Lu Fan was stunned, "How could it be him?"
"Aren't you from Tianxin Island?"
Wen Ren Muxue also frowned in confusion: "Could it be said that Bu Yingjiu was killed by Mo Wanqian Zhenren?"
This news exceeded everyone's expectations.
No one would have thought that Bu Yingjiu's soul would be in Mo Wanqian's hands.
"Where did he go?" Lu Fan asked.
"The direction of the secret realm."
Zhao Lian'er glanced at the highest peak of Xuanwu Island in the night, illuminated by the stars: "We met on the road and asked where he was going. He said that he was just going to the entrance of the secret realm to have a look, and it would not affect our hunting of fairy rabbits. Plus,
Shang Mo Wanqian has a special status here, so there is no way to stop him."
"Mo Wanqian actually wants to go to the secret realm?"
Lu Fan's face darkened, but then he became a little puzzled. He didn't know why Mo Wanqian took Bu Yingjiu's soul to the secret realm of the South China Sea.
