“Brother!”
In the morning, Wang Xian suddenly received a call from Xiao Yu when he arrived at the first-grade pavilion that had been renovated.
“Eh? What’s wrong? Are you coming back this afternoon or tomorrow morning?”
Wang Xian asked with a smile.
“Eh, I’m injured!”
Xiao Yu’s slightly weak voice was heard.
“Huh?”
Wang Xian was stunned. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. “I’ll be there right away!”
“Brother, don’t come over. I’m calling you now. My injuries aren’t too serious. I’ll be fine in a few days. However, three of the strange demons might have died!”
Xiao Yu said to Wang Xian with a bitter expression.
“Just wait for me there!”
Wang Xian took a deep breath and said to Xiao Yu.
“Brother, I said it’s fine. I’m not young anymore. I Can’t let you come whenever something happens!”
Xiao Yu said to him.
“Forget it, forget it. I’ll let ao Jian Mo Qinglong and the rest go over!”
Wang Xian nodded. After chatting with him for a while, he hung up the phone!