"Where's my Black Dragon Spear? Where's the Star Compass?"
Ye Wudao glared at Jiuwei Mei with a cold expression.
This damn fox girl from the Ten Thousand God Clan is really damned!
I finally had three magic weapons, but now I only have one left.
"By the way, there's also the Fire Dragon Spear!"
Ye Wudao thought about it again, not just three, but actually four.
"Where's the stuff?"
A look of fear appeared on Jiuwei's charming face, and she whispered back: "I'll leave it all to the True Immortal of the Jade Sword, but your Xia Wang Sword is looked down upon."
Don't like it?
Ye Wudao's mouth twitched.
He is such a true immortal with a jade sword, but he still looks down on his own magic weapon?
Should I be angry or happy?
Ye Wudao looked at the soldier in his hand and found some cracks on it.
Obviously, the previous battle was too fierce and it was a bit broken.
It's no wonder that True Immortal Jade Sword looks down on him.
"Take me to find my junior sister!"
Ye Wudao learned what Nine-Tailed Mei did before and grabbed the opponent's neck.
"Ugh!"
Jiuwei Mei couldn't speak, couldn't breathe, and her face turned red.
"Hehehe."
Ye Wudao sneered.
Now, the great revenge has been avenged.
He relaxed his grip and had no intention of killing the Nine-Tailed Charm now.
Whenever he thinks of the name Ten Thousand Gods, he always has some strange feelings in his heart.
Not long after, under the leadership of Jiuwei Mei, they finally found little junior sister Nan Xin in a hidden cave.
It seems that he has not been abused and is safe and sound.
However, little junior sister Nan Xin's eyes were blank, like a zombie, quietly looking at a dark candlelight inside the cave, which was too abnormal.
Ye Wudao used his spiritual consciousness to scan and found that Nan Xin was not seriously injured.
It's just that my mind is not at peace.
A gentle smile formed at the corner of his mouth, he sealed the Nine-Tailed Charm, drew a cage on the ground, and then walked step by step towards Little Junior Sister Nan Xin.
"Brother, where are you?"
Nan Xin raised her red lips, not noticing the person coming from behind, and asked to herself.
There was a trace of tears in her beautiful eyes.
Depressed and sad.
Ye Wudao took a deep breath, hesitated, and smiled.