The middle-aged man in white robe was very happy.

There is hope!

Although the strength Su Xuan has shown is not necessarily a final achievement if it is placed in the real level 8 civilization or even among the top leaders of the level 8 civilization alliance, the middle-aged man in the white robe is very sure that at present, Su Xuan's strength is enough to help Jijiange move forward hard on the road to level 8 civilization, which is enough. After all, Jijiange is not particularly far from the level 8 civilization.

"My name has been used for a long time and has been called a white robe." The middle-aged man in white robe said again, saying his name and continuing to get closer to Su Xuan.

"Senior White Robe." Su Xuan nodded and asked: "Are you anxious when you are a white robe? I probably have to stay in the Hall of Life for a while, as short as half a month, as long as three months."

The reason is very simple. First, the treasure house of the Hall of All living things.

Second, he wanted to spend some time to refine and fuse Kongjue sword clothes and Moro swords, absorb the space source stone, and try to completely master the space-time beads. Once these three points are achieved, his strength can continue to soar. At that time, no matter whether it is the favor of Jijian Pavilion, he still has to go to the Hanyuan civilization to make a big fuss. If you want to be absolutely sure, your strength will continue to increase steadily.

"Don't be anxious, no hurry." Bai Luo said quickly. For the existence of the White Robe, he has lived for billions of years. Not to mention three months and half a month, even thirty or fifty years, it is only a blink of an eye: "Then, I will not disturb Mr. Su and Miss Ye's reunion for the reunion. I am waiting for Mr. Su's arrival in Jijian Pavilion."

After saying that, Bai Pao bowed with satisfaction and disappeared in the air.

Su Xuan took Ye Mujin's little hand and came down: "Qingyan, Master, this is Mujin...Mujin, this is Mo Qingyan, she is the same as you, this is Mr. Yan, my master."

"Hello, Sister Mu Jin." Mo Qingyan's posture was very low, although she was actually older than Ye Mu Jin and much stronger than Ye Mu Jin.

"Sister Qingyan, you are old and I am young, just call me Qingyan." Ye Mujin said quickly, and then bowed respectfully to Yan Xuanqing: "Hello Master."

"Haha, I don't have any good treasures in my hand. You master shouted, I'm embarrassed. However, there are treasures in the treasure house of the Hall of All living things. Ye Yatou, you and Mo Yatou will enter the treasure house. If you have any preferences, don't be polite, take more and just treat it as a gift from the master." Yan Xuanqing laughed loudly, and was also very satisfied with Ye Mujin's daughter-in-law. The reason was very simple. Although he couldn't tell what bloodline Ye Mujin was, for no reason, he could feel a trace of oppression from Ye Mujin.

Yes, it is oppression.
Chapter completed!