บท 167: A Little Red Flower for Each Person

Ye Xiao returned in a hurry. After receiving the call, he was prepared to run toward Jianghai People's Hospital.

However, he had only taken a few steps when he felt that something was not quite right.

There were so few people today.

The streets were sparse, completely different from the usual scene.

After all, it was broad daylight, no one was hiding under the covers like the nighttime.

Everyone should be out and about.

With a sweep of the Big Dipper's Grand Mystery, Ye Xiao's expression instantly became a little puzzled.

Everyone was at the riverbank, and there were even four Xiantian eighth-grade divine sects.

There was even a Xiantian ninth-grade divine sect in the sky.

Good heavens, did Jianghai city suddenly dig up gold?

Why were so many martial arts experts gathered together?

Were they fighting for the land?

No, something did not seem right.