It was a man in cloth clothes. He was similar to Dugu Ba Chen in body and clothes. Behind him, he also carried an iron sword, a rusty iron sword. It looked more like a beggar than a swordsman.

the man came here step by step and stopped when he was a hundred steps away from Dugu Ba Chen.

"Dugu Ba Chen?" The man said at first, the voice was a little surprised, a little excited, and a little relieved.

"exactly, are you?" Dugu bachen's eyebrows slightly raised. He didn't know why. He always felt that this man gave him a very familiar feeling. But even if he had read...