Jiangli rubbed her somewhat itchy nose and said, "How should I put it, this matter is a long story, but anyway, I won't be getting sick."
Zhang Meijuan looked at Jiangli with a touch of surprise.
Although she had a lot of faith in Jiangli's abilities.
But that statement, she really didn't know whether to believe it or not.
It all felt a bit strange.
Xia Xin looked at Jiangli, feeling an unusual sensation in her heart.
If it was as the ancestor had said, and she had a Vajra-Indestructible Body, then how had the ancestor been seriously injured and gone into seclusion, and that for eight hundred years?
Xia Xin glanced at Zhang Meijuan in front of her, moved closer to Jiangli, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, ancestor, you mentioned before that you went into seclusion because you were injured, right? Who hurt you, do you really not remember?"
A hint of confusion swept across Jiangli's eyes as she shook her head, "I really don't remember."