Xiao Feng and Zhang Qianqi were both in a dream at this time. They thought they were bound to die, but they were saved in a twinkling of an eye. When they were swept dozens of miles away by the forces of the world, they saw a young man in a white robe.

"Our predecessors saved us?"

Xiao Feng took a step forward, still with vigilance.

"Why did our predecessors save us?"

Seeing that Xiao Feng was still very alert, Xia Chen laughed, and it was very valuable to keep his cool mind at that time. As for why he wanted to save Xiao Feng and Zhang Qianqi, it was...