"Who would have thought that I felt your aura, so I hid myself and wanted to help you secretly, but..."
"Taken away?" Ye Wudao shook his head and smiled.
"Um."
Xie Jiao sighed: "I almost suppressed her, but I felt that Demon Lord took action and helped her, and the fallen immortal, for some reason, seemed to be helping her secretly."
At this point, her eyes became more complicated and she asked: "That person named Xu Ling'er, is your wife?"
"Yeah." Ye Wudao nodded.
There is nothing difficult to say about this kind of thing.
However, when he finished saying this, Xie Jiao's face became obviously pale.
"Then you will risk your life to save me?"
"Does this matter?" Ye Wudao rolled his eyes: "You are my best friend, right? Isn't it reasonable for me to save you?"
Hearing this, Xie Jiao was startled, and after a while, she managed to squeeze out a smile.
"Sorry, I may have misunderstood."
"What's the misunderstanding?" Ye Wudao raised his eyebrows.
What's wrong with this?
Could it be that Xie Jiao thought he liked her and came to save her because of this?
His question made Xie Jiao's heart run cold and her pretty face look even paler.
Could it be that Ye Wudao didn't even understand her thoughts?
She laughed to herself in her heart, feeling that she was too pretentious.
Shaking her head, she changed the topic and asked: "What is the Stardust Dragon Clan?"
"Then who is the strong man who saved us?"
"I don't know." Ye Wudao frowned, and after thinking for a while, he reluctantly replied: "I guess he is a powerful semi-emperor of my human race, but he is far away, so he can only help us from a distance."
"That means we are lucky, otherwise we wouldn't have bumped into each other."
The two were dissatisfied with the speed, and soon saw the Moon Temple emitting the brilliance of moonlight.
"There seems to be a serious beating here, and it's not caused by Nebula Perfection."
Xiejiao looked surprised when she saw the traces of battle on the ground and the broken walls.
"Well, it's not Nebula's perfection, it's eternity."
Ye Wudao smiled. He glanced at the transmission channel and found that it was still open.
I don’t know how long it will take for this transmission channel to be closed.
But it's okay. Next, he plans to go to the Temple of Order to find the power of the avenue he needs.
Before he entered the Bright Moon Temple, a breath came towards him, releasing goodwill.
"You're back?"
A soft voice sounded, it was Nan Xin's voice.
Nan Xin's strength seemed to have improved, and there was still the aura of Bright Moon Avenue in her voice.