The words Jiang Yiqing left behind were thought-provoking, but Max had no time to think about it for the time being, because the disciples had already passed through the barrier and entered Mengjiazhuang.
The water mirror that Xiao Yu left on the flying boat was originally blurry, but it gradually became clearer as the important disciples looked at it, as if the mist on the surface of the mirror had been wiped off, revealing the appearance of Meng Zhuang's family. Those places that no one had reached were still blurry.
Mengjiazhuang is backed by a low stone mountain. It was foggy and gray in the morning. In the unfamiliar environment, the atmosphere was dead silent, making everyone nervous.
Flutter flutter------
"Ah! Help!"
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