章 1755: The battle of the heaven Alliance (3)

Mo Xiaochuan's bell-like eyes widened even more. Even if he wanted to contact the old man of swords, he had no way of doing so. He did not expect that lingmu di would be able to get him out so easily.

The figure on the sword seemed a little impatient and said, " "What is it?"

Mo Xiaochuan replied awkwardly,"s-senior, please do not do that."

The figure seemed to be drowsy. He opened his eyes and was stunned. After staring at the lingmu flute for a while, he suddenly trembled and cried out, " you, you, you, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, the King of the North, Lord mu di!!

Lingmu di laughed. haha, it's Mo Jing Zhou indeed. You're not dead yet either.

The remnant soul was stunned for a moment. It looked at mo Xiaochuan, then at Yunxiao, and then said, " "My, my Lord, how could you not have died?"