However, he couldn't help but suspect this white-haired elder named Qing Li.
How did Qing Li know what granny Congcong looked like when she asked tu ya to pretend to be the Holy maiden of the snow?
All these things showed that this person knew a lot of things. Even if he was not from the Heavenly King of the border, he was probably not a good person.
Whoosh!
All of a sudden, Li Tian turned into an icy blue stream of light and fell behind the white-haired old man. The celestial sword in his hand rose up from the ground and suddenly hit Qing Li's back.
"Speak, Who are you?“
Li Tian's expression changed, and he no longer looked gentle. The cold light of the immortal sword reflected on his face, making his tough face look more serious.
"It's too late to suspect me now!“
Qing Li's mocking laughter was heard, but it wasn't in front of Li Tian. It was behind him.
When did it go behind him?
