Meng Jifang did not know why he was still thinking about these things.
Perhaps... he could not help but think about the first time he met Xie Qiao, or he thought about how he deliberately caused trouble and looked for trouble with her, and he felt somewhat guilty.
A girl like her, with her talent and breadth of mind, and her easygoing and indifferent attitude, should not have a short life.
While Meng Jifang's thoughts were running wild, Xie Qiao had already set up the formation.
In an instant, Meng Jifang felt something different.
He could not help but feel a little nervous.
Meanwhile, Zhao Xuanjing saw the surrounding scene.
How could he let Xie Qiao face it alone? Even if he could not help much, he would only feel at ease after seeing what she felt and saw.
He had robbed half of the cow's tears that Yuxu Temple had kept for many years.
