Moreover, that was already ancient history from thousands of years ago.
The Yewu World is truly vast, and it is fundamentally unknown where this vague past took place.
Soon, Qin Ming returned to the Silver River Gorge with the Third Dao Seed, placed him on the ground, and made him a cup of tea.
"I forgot, you are a Spirit Body, so forget it, just watch me drink."
The Third Dao Seed looked at him with a false sincerity and didn't want to speak.
Qin Ming's face was gentle, and he said, "Little Three, we should get acquainted through confrontation, let's sit down and have a chat."
The Third Dao Seed was pierced with golden silk, his spirit blood-stained, his lips tightly sealed.
Qin Ming said, "Even if the Supreme Camp is stagnant, it will eventually decline. If we exchange well, we might ignite a brilliant flame of the Scripture."
The Third Dao Seed immediately knew what the other party wanted: to freeload his Scripture.
