Hearing the words 'Nan Xuanyu', Chen Er's reaction was a little big.

"My mother, my god, my ancestor, it can't really be him!"

Su Qingwu showed off his eyebrows lightly, and in his memory, he was the first genius in the 'Nanxuanyu' continent and the first son in the world.

Could it really be him......

Did he come to the Warcraft Forest too?

I saw a space not far away as if a rift had been torn apart, spreading irregularly in the shape of a crack.

A man stepped out of the rift.

His man's long, dark red hair, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin, was draped behind him. Under the thin long eyebrows are a pair of seductive purple eyes, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his eyes are full of fun to look at Su Qingwu.

Under the tall and delicate nose bridge, the red lips are lightly pursed, as if smiling but not smiling.

Holding a red folding fan in his hand, he suddenly filled with a bit of evil charm.

"Senior, he is really Nan Xuanyu, the first day of the mainland, you are the only one who can tear the space apart."

Nan Xuanyu has had a mutated spiritual root since he was a child, and he has many abilities, among which spatial spiritual power is the most significant.

Legend has it that when he tears it slightly, the space will crack into a crack, and he will go anywhere.

"Hey boy, she's probably not as old as you, you call her senior, is she so old?"

'Nan Xuanyu' looked at Su Qingwu with a smile, and said: "Little girl, your mental strength is good, you can actually feel the space in the space cracks." ”

We?

Could it be that there are other people in this space, why didn't her divine sense feel it?

"Young master, Dugu Seventeen is pretending to be you again." In the crack, a teenager pushes a wheelchair out, and a man in black sits in the wheelchair.

There were still people in the space, and these two people didn't even feel it themselves.

What are the origins of these two people?

Su Qingwu looked at the two people.

The person pushing the wheelchair was as immature as a teenager, his face was blank, there was no expression, no joy or sorrow, he couldn't even feel his breath, and he was wearing a blue coarse cloth coat under him.

Looks like a man in a wheelchair with an entourage.

The man in the wheelchair, dressed in plain black, could not hide his extraordinary atmosphere.

The deep facial features seem to be carved out of marble, with sharp and angular lines, and the sharp and deep gaze has a sense of oppression.

He sat quietly in a wheelchair, feeling even colder than the abyss.

With this momentum, even if it was 10,000 years ago, this Nan Xuanyu was also a character.

Su Qingwu looked at the two, and they also looked at her.

Suddenly, a cool voice sounded in the night sky.

"It can be seen that the mental power is very high!" Nan Xuanyu glanced at Su Qingwu and said, "What are you doing in the Warcraft Forest?" ”

As he spoke, Dugu Seventeen looked at Su Qingwu and Nan Xuanyu back and forth curiously.

Nan Xuanyu never talks nonsense with people, and once he speaks, he must have his reason.

"I'll pick up the medicine!" Su Qingwu groaned for a while, and said directly: "I have a very serious internal injury and need treatment. ”

"It just so happens that we are also here to collect medicine, and my leg needs to be treated." A cold voice came from the night wind, with a chill.

Does Nan Xuanyu want to take them with him?

Dugu Seventeen looked at Nan Xuanyu, with an expression of wanting to say and stopping, wanting to say but unable to speak, his face was squeezed together, and it was uncomfortable to look at it like constipation.

He desperately gave Nan Xuanyu a look, hoping that he would receive his signal.

Obviously, Nan Xuanyu didn't look at him at all, and naturally he couldn't receive the signal.

He looked at Su Qingwu and asked, "Would you like to team up with me?" ”