..
At the same time.
In the upper realm.
In a small city.
The Shadow Marquis frowned. It had been seven days since the first message he sent to Marquis Dingjun, but there was still no movement.
Where was Marquis Dingjun?
Did he want to meet?
Was there no way to meet?
“Sigh!”
The Shadow Marquis Sighed in his heart. At this moment, he was somewhat anxious.
What exactly had Marquis Ding Jun encountered.
At this moment, marquis an Ying’s expression changed slightly, and his ears trembled slightly. In the distance, two experts of the demon race were flying through the air. At this moment, marquis an Ying had not heard what they were saying. In the next moment.., one of the two experts of the demon race shouted loudly, “Emissary of the demon race, I request to see Dao Master Sheng Ming!”
In the small city, an expert who had just stepped into the dao fusing stage appeared in the air and asked, “Emissary, what business do you have?”
