The gray wind howled, carrying countless grains of sand, blowing across the flying ships in the expanse of the sky.
Although they had barriers, the relentless pounding sound still accompanied the words of the fourth hall master and Master Shengluo, entering Xu Qing's ears,
At the same time, the other subordinates of the fourth hall master on the flying ship also opened their eyes from healing, looking towards Xu Qing.
Xu Qing looked at the fourth hall master.
Previously, at the edge of the desert, when he first saw the other party, he had felt a sense of familiarity.
This feeling wasn't because they had seen each other's statues in the Moon Rebel Hall.
The statues and the individuals were different. In fact, their gender and race were hidden by the statue. Unless one had the highest authority in the Moon Rebel Hall, it was impossible to identify someone.
Hence, Xu Qing had been silently pondering over the source of this familiarity.
