"No, everything is calm, Shengyi, you can rest in peace and practice in seclusion."

Yu Qingning, who had reshaped her physical body and had a face as smooth as jade, spoke at this moment.

"Really..." Jiang Shengyi murmured to himself, but there was an inexplicable meaning flowing in his beautiful eyes.

Outside, a beautiful woman in a white dress spoke to Yu Qingning with a hint of worry.

"Senior Qing Ning, are you really not going to tell Sheng Yi about Jun Xiaoyao's death?"

This beautiful woman is the contemporary Holy Master of the Yaochi Holy Land.

"Do you think Shengyi can't notice it?" Yu Qingning said.

"Senior, are you saying that Shengyi already knows that something happened to Jun Xiaoyao?" the Holy Master of Yaochi said in surprise.

Yu Qingning nodded slightly and said, "She should have noticed it, but she has absolute confidence in Jun Xiaoyao."

"Does Senior think that Jun Xiaoyao has really fallen?" the Holy Lord of Yaochi asked.

Be realistic.

They, the Yaochi Holy Land, are willing to do their best to cultivate Jiang Shengyi and make him the next generation of Holy Master.

It's not just because of Jiang Shengyi's own strength and talent.

What's more, she and Jun Xiaoyao have a close relationship.

In the future, one person will attain enlightenment, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven, and the entire Yaochi Holy Land will become the top immortal force.

If Jun Xiaoyao really fell, the impact would be far-reaching.

"I don't know this clearly, but Jun Xiaoyao's opponent this time is God." Yu Qingning sighed.

Even the crown of heaven has come down.

This proves that Jun Xiaoyao has really fallen.
Chapter completed!