But immediately replaced by a face.

"My Mother"

He screamed, looking worried and nervous.

This woman named Haoji was with him when he was very young, and it has been more than a hundred years since then.

That kind of inseparable emotion is not something that ordinary people can understand.

"I'm not dead yet"

With a cold sound.

Haoji's spiritual body came out of Ichiro Torimon.

"My mother, you are not dead, it's great"

Ichiro Torimono was overjoyed.

Hao Ji ignored him and looked at Cao Yi with cold eyes.

This damn Taoist priest ruined everything about her.

Cao Yi also looked at her, "Madam Haoji, we finally meet."

Hao Ji snorted lightly, her spirit solidified, and she turned into a woman in a kimono and extremely beautiful state.

"You asked me who was backstage, and I can tell you now."

She said.

"Who is it?"

Cao Yi asked.

"Have you heard of the Nine-Headed Bird?"

Hao Ji raised her chin slightly and asked.

"Nine-headed bird, a kind of phoenix" Cao Yi's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "Nanming Lihuo belongs to the Nine-headed bird."

Legend has it that the Li Fire of the Southern Ming Dynasty is the fire of the phoenix.

“Yes”
Chapter completed!