A tomb.
It should be a double tomb. They were buried together. It was about the wine priest and Granny Dragon.
The surroundings of this tomb were already covered in dust, with broken branches and withered leaves. It was very desolate. It seemed that it had been a long time.
Ye Sheng fell silent.
Changsheng and the others also shook their heads and sighed.
"We're late,"Changsheng said regretfully.
"It seems like we haven't seen granny long for a very, very long time,"the fat old man said.
"Granny Long is at the twelfth level of the Void realm. How could she die so easily?"Changsheng wild asked in puzzlement.
"Her heart is dead, and her spirit and spirit are gone."Ye Sheng let out a long sigh and took out the three thousand letters from Daoist Jiu.
Ye Sheng hadn't read any of these letters. They were for Granny Long, but now, Granny Long couldn't receive them.