Only the Fifth Daoling was sensitive, seemingly aware of something, and stood there, always watching the exit.
Until Brother Xiao Niao came out.
He walked alone, carrying Fang Yourong.
Fifth Daoling said nothing, asked nothing, watching as Brother Xiao Niao came forward.
The latter's palms, supporting the corpse, had frost swirling, millennium black ice gathering, ice coffin sealed.
He dragged the ice coffin to the ground and knelt down.
"I'm sorry."
First, his poison was indeed cured, and the Ice Phoenix bloodline had awakened, he finally mastered the power of cultivation, from then the seas were wide for the fish to leap.
Second, the Son of Ice Phoenix, who is of extraordinary esteem on the Tianzang Continent, but he knelt.
The Wuque disciples did not think much about it, they only knew that only dead people need a coffin.
Fang Yourong, was truly dead.
Fifth Daoling looked at him coldly, eyes deep, with a chilling and terrifying aura.
