The wooden figures were wearing Xia Yuan's clothes and headdress. Even their height was similar.
It was obviously disguised by someone to confuse outsiders.
At the same time, a delicate fragrance suddenly drifted over from Xia qingchen's back. That was a hallucinatory drug. Those who smelled it would usually feel weak and their limbs powerless.
However, Xia qingchen was safe and sound.
With his back to him, his tone gradually turned cold."You really have a problem."
Behind him.
Xia Jie looked at the purple jade bottle in her hand and was somewhat surprised. "You're actually fine!"
This was a hallucinatory drug that was specially made for martial artists. There was no way a lesser moon could survive this.
She didn't know that Xia qingchen's cultivation base was indeed at the lesser lunar level. However, after re-opening two internal spaces in the divine ruins, his physique had long transformed and reached the level of a middle lunar.
