, a person who has been cut off."

Even if there is nothing in the sky, you can still see that the sky and the earth are humble and the wind is howling, instead of "no obstacles and no boundaries".

Regardless of whether it was a performance or not, this gesture made Mo Chuan quite comfortable.

"Mo, could it be that... Pindao has stepped into the void realm?"

"It seems like they are not chasing you!"

It's just that the name Mingchen involves a lot, and I'm afraid there will be many constraints when traveling in the Central Plains from now on.

While my thoughts were wandering, a piece of incense came faintly.

Mo Chuan looked at it subconsciously, and his scalp suddenly felt numb, and he subconsciously wanted to blow away the incense.

The person who offered the incense was:

——Wuzhu Taoist!
Chapter completed!