Cheng Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes slightly, "Who are you?"
The man didn't answer, but asked an irrelevant question, "Who is Ji Xuanyuan to you?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao: “???”
Ji Xuanyuan? I don’t know him! Who is he?
Wait! Could it be...
She suddenly remembered a figure in her memory.
Cheng Xiaoxiao took the initiative and asked, "Do you know him?"
The man nodded stiffly, "I know him."
"Who is he to you?"
"A friend."
"Oh! It seems that we are not enemies." Cheng Xiaoxiao said.
The man was silent now, and he asked again the question that had not been answered just now.
Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "He is my ancestor."
man:"……"
Lan Wangyou: "..."
Wang Yu, Wang Siming: "..."
If someone didn't know, they would think Cheng Xiaoxiao was scolding someone.
The man pursed his dry lips and said, "I see."
"My name is Mo Wushang. I met him once before. Since you are his junior, I will never hurt you."
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded, without saying whether she believed it or not, but asked about the purpose of their trip.
"Did you send out those mists to call for help?"
Mo Wushang replied, "Yes."
"Then do you know where this place is?"
"I don't know."
"This is interstellar. They don't practice cultivation, and you are ten thousand meters underground."
Mo Wushang sighed, "No wonder! No wonder no one came to rescue me after I waited here for so long."
Lan Wangyou: "Why were you sealed?"
Hearing this, a trace of regret flashed across Mo Wushang's face.
"Back then, I fought alongside Ji Xuanyuan in the outer realm. In the final battle, I was unfortunately ambushed and my cultivation fell from the Immortal King realm to the Tribulation Crossing stage. If Ji Xuanyuan hadn't used his spiritual power to hold on to my last breath, and then sealed me in this magical instrument with an aura-isolating formation, sending me out of that chaotic battlefield, I might have died."
"However, he didn't expect that the palm strike he made would actually send me here."
"And my strength at that time was not enough to break the formation.
Later, for some unknown reason, a corner of the magic circle was damaged, so I used my spiritual power to transform into mist and call for help."
He smiled bitterly, "But I've been waiting for a long time, and no one has come. I don't know what the outcome of the war was."
Cheng Xiaoxiao: "What was the cause of that war?"
Mo Wushang replied, "I remember Ji Xuanyuan said that he wanted to take back the Kunlun Dragon Vein and restore the spiritual power of his homeland. That battle was for this purpose."
Lan Wangyou and Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at each other.
It turns out that China’s dragon veins have been taken away by someone?
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