"Lan Yan."

A calm voice came, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, crisp and beautiful.

A graceful and luxurious girl with a plain skirt wrapped around her plump body, a hairdress with a head of black hair, and a calm and peaceful face.

**** comes with a peaceful temperament and nobleness.

"Master." Yu Lanyan didn't need to turn her head, but she could already recognize the person by relying on her voice alone, and she shouted in surprise.

"Master, you are back."

Yu Lanyan jumped to **** and laughed and said, "Master, how are you practicing in the starry sky? Lanyan also wants to go."

Yu Lanyan stared at Master Nanli Zhuyue in admiration.

Her master Nanli Zhuyue is not only the leader of Yunmeng Sect, but also a powerful and supreme star-level martial artist.

At least in Yu Lanyan's mind—

In this world, even in the vast starry sky, there is probably no such thing as Master Nan Li Zhuyue being at a loss and powerless.

Nanli Zhuyue smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

"The peak of the star universe level is not enough to make progress. This time, Yunmeng Sect is full of disasters, alas."

Lots of disasters?

Yu Lanyan's face froze and she was at a loss for a moment.

What kind of disaster was that made her master Nan Li Zhuyue sigh and look depressed?

Impossible.

It makes no sense.

I heard Nan Li Zhuyue say word by word: "The disaster comes from Molan Star."

Molan Star?

Yu Lanyan's little face shook, and her hands and feet suddenly became numb, her big eyes were wide open, and she asked in disbelief:

"Is it the Molan Star that is more than 10 million kilometers away?"

"The legendary Thirteen Black Heaven Sects, where is the place?"
Chapter completed!