Ao Ji’s face instantly stiffened. Sheng Zun? Why was Sheng Zun Here?
Mo Luan’s reaction was even more exaggerated. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. Although they had heard that Sheng Zun had appeared in the dark continent, there had been no news of him since then. Why had he suddenly appeared here?
Sheng Zun’s position in the hearts of the Yan tribesmen was like the ghost ancestor to the ghost clan. Not to mention Ao ji, the crown prince, even the Yan emperor was nothing in front of Sheng Zun!
Ao Ji turned around stiffly, only to see a man wearing a silver mask slowly walking over under the moonlight.
Although that man was only wearing plain white clothes, and although one could not see the man’s face clearly, the dignity of looking down on the world made people involuntarily want to kneel down.
Hei Xinjiu was stunned at first, then revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. Wasn’t this her gigolo? ! TSK TSK, this way of appearing with an aura was really pretentious!
