“Brother Wang Xian, brother Wang Xian!”
In Wang Xian’s courtyard, Hu Yan ‘er ran in and shouted loudly.
“Huh?”
Wang Xian, who was recovering from his injuries, opened his eyes and looked at her.
“What’s wrong? Is There Something Wrong?”
Wang Xian asked with a smile when he saw her running over.
“There’s something big. I’m afraid I’ll have to follow my family and the main family to the Divine Tomb of the Fallen Immortal Island Tomorrow!”
“Are you coming with Me Tomorrow?”
Her sparkling eyes stared at Wang Xian with a hopeful look on her face.
“The Fallen Immortal Island? The Divine Tomb?”
Wang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly!
“I’m not too sure either. I only know that it seems to be the divine tomb of a master god-level powerhouse from a million years ago. This time, many powerhouses from the main family of the fox pattern celestial race and the central star field of the Western Region will be going!”
