Wang Yulun suddenly recalled the terrifying time before when Xu Fan had given him instructions before leaving.
Every time he went out, he would go to say goodbye to Xu Fan, who always gave him some baffling exotic treasures or magical treasures.
At first, he didn't understand; but as time went on, and every time he encountered danger outside, the things Xu Fan gave him would come in handy. Only then did Wang Yulun realize that his good elder brother had learned the art of divination.
"Brother Xu, there won't be any problems on our way back, will there?" Wang Yulun suddenly became uneasy.
"No worries, it's just a disaster of blood and evil, and we can still survive as long as we don't leave the Immortal City." Xu Fan said casually, almost frightened when he saw Wang Yulun's expression just now.
A sign of great misfortune, a disaster of blood and light, the kind that could easily lead to sudden death.
