One person was wearing a shabby blue robe and had gray hair. He was a middle-aged scribe.

One person was wearing a light yellow dress, with pink and jade carvings, and was only about six or seven years old.

"Ayin?"

A Jian was stunned: "You, why are you here? Who is he?"

A Yin remained motionless.

It seems to be locked in place.

But his eyes were full of fear and anxiety, seeming to urge him to run away.

Gu Han frowned.

For some reason, the man in front of him gave him a vaguely familiar feeling, and... he was extremely, extremely dangerous!

"He is..."

Chongming's eyes were filled with five-colored divine flames, as if he could vaguely see something.

"oh?"

On the contrary, it was the Heavenly Eye Tribulation Lord who recognized the other party's identity at a glance and said quietly: "Are you here too?"

"Let her go!!"

A Jian was furious and without even thinking, he rushed towards the middle-aged man with a small branch!

"Let go of Ayin!"
Chapter completed!