"Yes." Emperor Zhou Zihuang nodded slightly, held the fragments of Emperor Emperor's Dao in his right hand, and followed Ye Xuan's instructions to turn around in the Old Emperor's Hall.

Ye Xuan watched Zhou Zihuang leave with a calm expression. He withdrew his gaze and landed on the throne in the center of the high platform in the hall.

The entire imperial throne is made of supreme black fairy gold.

But because it was abandoned for a long time, and the black fairy gold looked ordinary and unpretentious, it looked like a black ordinary seat, with nothing special.

Ye Xuan knew very well that this black immortal gold was very rare and was a good treasure for casting real weapons.

However, with his current strength, he is still unable to refine real weapons.

And even if there is, he will not move this imperial throne.

No matter what, he is the master of Emperor Lie Tian. Although he is humble now, he is not as poor as to move his disciple's seat.

"Don't think I don't know. Back to the old land of the Burial Emperor, you must have followed Xuanyuan quietly in, but the strength of the Lord of Burial Emperor is not something you can fight against.

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Ye Xuan looked at the imperial throne made by the Black Immortal Gold, his eyes wandered, but he was secretly blaming him in his heart.

"I said that when I came out of seclusion, everything would be based on the layout, but you just didn't obey."

Ye Xuan was both guilty and heartbroken.

Those little guys had a passionate heart, and they only believed in the black and white difference in their hearts.

It is precisely because of this that they do such reckless things.

Even lost his life.

"When I come back to the peak, I will bring you back." Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze and said firmly in his heart.

No one knew what Ye Xuan thought.

Even if I know, I don't know what it means.

The little guys in Ye Xuan’s heart.
Chapter completed!