This level of tacit understanding... they really don't know each other? The three of them were deeply skeptical.
Chen Pingping calmly composed himself, his expression unreadable.
The Saintess obediently shut her mouth.
In the end, they still decided to go take a look, as that chicken was truly unique.
Hu Ming said gloomily, "Regardless, I can't beat it."
「South Mountain!」
At a glance, overlapping mountain ranges stretched out, full of vitality. Although it wasn't a famous mountain, nor a place related to cultivation, its scenery was indeed beautiful. It was only a hundred miles away from Liang City.
By the time the group arrived, many people were still around, and the sound of combat echoed from the mountains. Soon, someone activated their Divine Weapon.
Lan Xiuzhi was itching to act and was about to step into the mountains when Zhangsun Yige held her back from behind. He whispered, "Princess, it's people from the Ancient Dynasty."
