ubtle and strange. He couldn't help but ask: "Senior Sister, is there something on my face"Niàn Yuè Xiān let out a cold snort: “You have no face, but you have a neck!” Lú Yè was taken aback and hurrie...In the spirit realm, Xia Qianqian and the female cultivator bid farewell to Lu Ye as he departed. The latter waved incessantly, his expression one of reluctance.

Xia Qianqian glanced at her: "The person is gone, little wave-legged one, what are you waving for"

The female cultivator pleaded, her voice choked with distress: "Senior Sister, how can you speak to me like that"

"What a waste." Xia Qianqian was exasperated.

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>>>The Yunhe Battlefield doesn't have that convenience. Someone has to come in and relay the message, and once you leave the Yunhe Battlefield, you can't enter again for a month. This is the rule of the Heavenly Machine, which no one can break. This means that cultivators in the Yunhe Realm cannot use the fast way of entering and exiting the battlefield to transmit information. nodded. "I'm all ears!"< She rapped, her melodious voice flowing from Bai Lu's mouth. It wasn't a resonance of thought; Bai Lu was singing in the language of mermaids again. Of course, Lu Ye couldn't...