Ye Xuan jumped and landed beside Beiyao Shenwu. He looked at the big girl covered in the grave and frowned and said, "Speak."

The Bei Yao God did not move or speak.

Ye Xuan squatted down and carefully looked at Bei Yao Shenwu's expression.

Why did this big girl look uncomfortable?

Really got beaten to tears?

Ye Xuan sighed: "Didn't you say you won't fight or fight? You have to fight yourself, but you can't beat you and cry again. What's this?"

Bei Yao Shenwu suddenly sat up.

Ye Xuan glanced at her.

Bei Yao Shenwu looked twisted. She did not wipe away her tears or care about her injuries. Instead, she murmured: "It's probably over."

"What's over?"

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Bei Yao Shenwu said sadly: "So many years have passed, I still can't beat you. When the future battle comes, what else can I use to help the Immortal Emperor?"


Chapter completed!