An agreement becomes a custom (1)

The third gravekeeper continued,"if there are no accidents, Xia qingchen must have found the help of an expert who is strong enough to contend against venerated moon."

This was what they were worried about.

"Then, why don't we make the first move?" Dust light made a gesture of cutting his neck.

As soon as he finished speaking, a long voice came from the sky above the tent.

"Then, you won't have the chance."

Hmm?

The expression of the Grand tomb Guardian changed slightly. He could tell that the voice belonged to Xia qingchen.

However, that voice was at least five miles away. Given Xia qingchen's hearing, how could he have heard the conversation in the tent?

Unless ... His physique had transformed!

Everyone was embarrassed as they waited in silence. Suddenly, a breeze blew over and opened the tent.

A figure that they couldn't be more familiar with walked into the tent with his hands behind his back.