"Rat Brother, stop lying to me! Chen-di is dead. He left us forever! Once a man dies, how can he come back to life?" Xu Potian said sorrowfully.
He had entered the Wind Lord's Tomb in the first batch and did not know that Xiao Chen had come back from the dead. When Thunderstorm suddenly told him Xiao Chen was alive, he thought Thunderstorm was trying to comfort him.
After all, who in this world could return from death?
Although Xiao Chen had been gone for several months.
The days when the three brothers had strutted and flown together.
Still felt like yesterday.
Xiao Chen's voice and smile.
Were still vivid before their eyes.
Whenever they thought of it.
Xu Potian and Thunderstorm felt as though their hearts had been torn apart, weeping until their guts broke.
Seeing Xu Potian and Thunderstorm cry so bitterly.
Xiao Chen was moved.
In his previous life, he had lived poorly and had few friends. Most of the people around him had been practical and calculating, and he had endured no shortage of cold stares.
He had never expected that after transmigrating.
He would make so many good brothers.
What an unexpected delight.
"Great Xia's lowly rat! Where the hell did you crawl off to?!"
Just then, moonlight surged in the depths of the ancient forest, and a cold shout rang out.
In almost an instant.
The moonlight tore through the void.
A tall Blue Moon Clan youth with long hair draped over his shoulders appeared before Thunderstorm. At nearly the same time, Xu Potian silently slipped into the shadows nearby.
Moonlight coiled around the Blue Moon Clan youth's body, mysterious runes surfaced in his eyes, and Dao resonance gushed from every pore. His aura was exceedingly terrifying!
Though he was not a Divine