This was an outpost team from Beihan Camp, with a total of five people, all of whom were in the early stages of Nascent Soul cultivation. They flew over excitedly after seeing the Deyi Eagle.

"Stop, I'll tell them to bring a letter back." Wu Xia stood up as he spoke.

Langxing stopped the Deyi Eagle, but he was still lying there without moving.

The five members of the outpost team lined up a hundred feet away from the Deyi Diao. They saluted respectfully, with excitement on their faces. Although some people did not know Wu Xia, the monks in Northern Xinjiang were all capable.

Those who recognize the attire of the tenth generation disciple of Yin Yang Palace, it is a great honor for them to be able to come into contact with the tenth generation disciple of Yin Yang Palace.

Wu Xian looked at them expressionlessly and said, "Send someone back to deliver a message to Mo Hui. Just tell him that I will have to delay my return for a while and ask him to keep quiet."

The leader excitedly promised, "Yes! I will send someone to pass on your instructions. I am a sixth-generation disciple of the Xueling Sect..."

Wu Xia waved his hand before he finished speaking, pointed at Lang Xing who was lying on the back of the sculpture and said, "This is the Eight Immortals of Zixiao Palace."

These five people couldn't understand how the fairy from Yin Yang Palace and the fairy from Zixiao Palace came together, but Wu Xian's introduction was obviously to let them worship, so the five people who were full of doubts hurriedly saluted again.

Lang Xing stood up, waved his hands to them and said, "That's all." He could guess Wu Xia's intention, which was just to let these people be witnesses. If something happened next, these people could prove that she was right.

I have no ill intentions.
Chapter completed!