Nalan Ye cleared the alcohol Qi from Xiao Yan, and a cold sweat broke out all over his body. A night breeze blew past, and he gave a shivering shudder.
He turned his head abruptly and saw Nalan Ye. "Nalan Ye? Why are you here!"
The tone was impossible to tell whether it was pleasant surprise or guilt.
Nalan Ye smiled. "This is my hometown, how can I not return?"
Xiao Yan was silent, and he had already lost his drunken state.
Nalan Ye asked again, "When did you come back? Did you see what happened in the Central Plains?"
Before entering the Yun Lan Small World, Nalan Ye had not discovered Xiao Yan, but as soon as he came out just now, Nalan Ye immediately discovered Xiao Yan, saw him drinking here, and heard his words as well.
It could not be called satisfied, but at least there was a bit of relief. Having known each other for so many years starting from Wutan City, at least the acquaintance was not in vain.
Xiao Yan touched his nose. "I saw it. Hun Tiandi blood-sacrificed the entire Central Plains, and Gu Yuan even ran over to fight with Hun Tiandi."
"Hehe, that Gu Yuan is really useless. In the end, he was sent flying by a punch from Hun Tiandi, howling and screeching as he fled, and now he has probably shrunk back into the Ancient Realm again!"
Seeing Gu Yuan meet with misfortune, Xiao Yan actually seemed quite happy.
In Nalan Ye's heart, however, there was even more worry. Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi were of comparable cultivation, and logically speaking, it should have been difficult for either of them to defeat the other.
Yet today, Hun Tiandi had defeated Gu Yuan, and it was hard to say whether