A group of four people happened to be Xiang Yun, Bai Qian, Yuyu and Fu Lin, at this time they had just come back from Fu Yu, Fu Yu hurriedly summoned the four of them over, because they got the exact news about the Fu Demon Pot and the Dongfang Mountain, so the four of them were arranged to quickly go to the Dongfang Mountain to compete for the Fu Demon Pot, if they found the trace of Han Gu, they would be captured immediately!

So, there was the scene just now, and now Xiang Yun is waiting for someone. He had already sent a message to that person on the way just now, and he must be there soon.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to see Mo Bai's arrival, "Xiang Daoyou has finally cleared the customs, and now you can go to the Eastern Mountain, the people of Wanbao Pavilion seem to have arrived!

"Brother Xiang, who is this person?" asked the more calm Bai Qian.

"This person ...... It's a long story, let's talk about it slowly on the way!"

"Hmph, it's really troublesome!" Fu Lin said impatiently, and then continued to fly forward on his own, and the group had to follow.

......

After some explanation, the three of Bai Qian finally understood Mo Bai's identity and experience, and Bai Qian only looked a little frowning, feeling that it was a little inappropriate for Xiang Yun to do this.

And Fu Lin, who has a relatively straight temperament and a bit of a hot temper, said directly, "The surname is Xiang, you didn't tell Uncle Fu about this, I'm afraid this is a little inappropriate, right?"

Xiang Yun frowned, feeling that this Fu Lin had become weird since he lost to him last time, in his impression, Fu Lin was a gentle and elegant Confucian image, how could he become like this now.

"Fu Daoyou don't have to worry, this person is still a little useful, let's keep it for now." ”

"Humph!"

Although Bai Qian didn't quite agree with Xiang Yun's idea, and Yuyu on the side seemed to be worried about something, his brows were furrowed, but Xiang Yun didn't seem to care too much.

Anyway, although the five of them had their own ghosts, they were finally flying towards the north at a very fast speed, and the Eastern Mountain was to the north of the Wasteland Plain Sect!

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