Hearing Yang Tian's words, Feng Xiao's mouth grew big, his face muscles jerked, his face stared at Yang Tian in shock, and he asked foolishly, "are you Yang Tian? How do I feel like I don't know you? "

Yang Tian looked at the wind whistling meaningfully and nodded: "if I say Jiang Feng is still alive, do you believe it?"

the wind roared in a stupefied way, his mouth wriggled, but he shook his head firmly and said, "I don't believe it."

"then why do you believe that there are immortals in daomen who have lived for thousands of years? Well, aren't you so unsure of your ancestors? "...