The next morning.
Jiang Xun, BA ze, and Zhang songfu were standing on the Central Plains.
Jiang Xun's nine-Star Eyes were closed as he looked at the scene in front of him with a frown.
The world in his eyes was very lively. There were dancers, Soul Warriors, book spirits, and ghost-faced monks.
In the eyes of BA ze and Zhang songfu, however, what they saw was a mess, the real scene of a camp being set up.
However, the place had long been empty.
Jiang Xun's expression was a little ugly. He quickly adjusted the time and flew up again. The two people behind him hurriedly followed.
BA ze opened his mouth to explain."This man and woman have deceived little Chongyang. They have been deceiving her and giving her tasks. They let little Chongyang fight for them everywhere."
It didn't matter if he fought all over the place.