He didn't die?
Yu Changshu's heart sank. If Xia qingchen were to report this, everything would be over.
Fortunately, he still had a trump card.
At this moment.
Xia qingchen had already arrived and jumped onto the stage with a lithe posture.
Ouyang RUO took the initiative to welcome him. A smile finally appeared on her frowning face.
The snow listening tower's collective abandonment of the competition had made him extremely worried.
The sparring between the two sides would be counted as a collective score.
Without experts like the White Lotus saintess, Yue Mingzhu, and Xia qingchen, the sacred grounds of Nebula sect would be in an absolute disadvantage.
Junior Brother, you're finally here. Where's the White Lotus saintess and Yue Mingzhu? " Ouyang RUO asked.
Xia qingchen glanced at Yu Changshu and said, ""The two of them were delayed by some matters, so I'm afraid they won't be able to participate."
Was it like this?
