"Okay." Zhao Ruoning nodded gently.

Wu Qingyu was familiar with her, holding Zhao Ruoning's arm, introducing the situation of Jianmen and some recent experiences, chattering all the way.

People who don’t know, seeing Wu Qingyu and Zhao Ruoning’s intimate look, they thought they were good friends.

Soon, at the entrance of the sword gate, only the Empty Sword Master and the cold wind were left.

The Lord of Eagle Sword did not ask other elders to welcome Ye Qing.

Because they are not familiar with Ye Qing yet.

When the swordsman was enthroned, the elders of the Sword Sect would naturally come to meet Ye Qing.

"Oh, why does it feel a little deserted?" The Eagle Sword Lord shook his head, turned into a sword light, and escaped.

...

Billions of miles away, somewhere in a remote forest.

A bald guy was running desperately.

"My grass, boss, where is the human being? Where is your meow!"
Chapter completed!