In addition, Xiaobao was injured, and he lost more than ten years of cultivation for his treatment, which caused the pain of the seal and came faster.

Chu Yue raised his hand full of Shennong's power and gently stroked the little fox's back.

On the other side, Xue Cheng drank happily, unruly, and shouted: "Lord Tan, it's time for us to meet Young Master Beici."

While talking, a little boy appeared among the crowd.

"Mr. Xue, are you looking for me?"

The boy's voice was as nice as the lotus weeping and dew, and the clear springs in the mountains.

When he appeared, the entire Zuixian Pavilion seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white frost, and a cold air flowed in the air.

The boy is not old, but his eyebrows are pretty, like the bright moon, wearing a mysterious robe that fits.

"Come here, give the young city lord." The Seventh Emperor's uncle drank light tea and said in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!