Chapter Seventy-Two: Target, Demon Pot!
"That's right......" Mo Bai's voice seemed a little weak and soft, "Wanbao Pavilion has been planning this for a long time, and as far as I know, they seem to have found a way to deal with the poison barrier......"
Feng Xueling was not in a hurry, and asked again, "Okay, then let me ask you again, when are they going to do it?"
"I don't know the specific time, I only know that it will be about a month later, when the poison barrier of the Eastern Mountain will appear for a short period of weakness......"
After getting the information he wanted, Feng Xueling withdrew the ecstasy, and Mo Bai opened the eyes that he had just closed in a little confusion, and his face was a little clearer.
At this time, she also knew what had just happened, so she didn't show any panic, but said, "At that time, I hope to take me with me! I can help you confuse this Han Gu, after all, I am still their person in his eyes!"
Xiang Yun glanced at him lightly and said, "I'll talk about it then!"
"Okay, the little woman will go back first, don't disturb the Taoist friends!"
Xiang Yun didn't answer, he acquiesced, opened the ban of the cave, and Mo Bai also walked out, setting up a retreat and leaving Xiang Yun's cave.
Waiting for Mo Bai to leave, Xiang Yun once again activated the prohibition of the Cave Mansion, and turned to look at Feng Xue Ling, wanting to hear her opinion, after all, Feng Xue Ling might know more about the situation in the Wasteland Plain.
Feng Xueling just said lightly, "I need to discuss this matter with Uncle Fu." ”
Xiang Yun suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, I don't seem to have asked you all along, what is your relationship with the Fu family?"
"I, my father and Uncle Fu are world friends," Feng Xueling's eyes were a little gloomy, as if he thought of something from the past, and paused for a while before continuing, "Ten years ago, my father failed to attack the Yuan Shen Realm, and then ......"
Thinking of the sad past, Feng Xueling was obviously sad.
Xiang Yun hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause your sad memories......"
"It's okay, it's all over......" Feng Xueling recovered from her grief, "Then I'll go talk to Uncle Fu first and ask him to send someone to investigate." ”
"Okay!" Xiang Yun didn't have any better way, he had to rely on the strength of the Fu family.
Watching Feng Xueling leave again, Xiang Yun was also a little worried, if what Mo Bai said was true, it was inevitable to go to the Eastern Mountain this time, and he had to make a trip.
For now, let's wait quietly for news.