Su Mo had sent Hong Qingxuan messages several times before, but communication talismans had a range limit and she had not received them.
This time, Hong Qingxuan finally received the message.
However, over the past few days, Qian Xun Yue had feared that Hong Qingxuan would leave on her own and had sealed her cultivation.
Therefore, Hong Qingxuan currently possessed no profound force at all, and the message within the communication talisman still required Qian Xun Yue to view it.
Looking at the communication talisman in her master's hand, Hong Qingxuan's pretty face was filled with tension.
She was very worried, afraid that the message inside was not sent by Su Mo. Although that possibility was very, very low, her heart was still fluttering with anxiety.
Qian Xun Yue held the communication talisman in her delicate hand, her expression quite complicated upon her peerless face.
Was Su Mo truly not dead?
For some reason, Qian Xun Yue's heart also grew slightly tense.
"Master, what is wrong with you?"
Seeing that Qian Xun Yue was slow to check the message in the communication talisman and that her expression looked somewhat off, Hong Qingxuan could not help growing puzzled.
"Nothing!"
Qian Xun Yue smiled unnaturally, then a wisp of profound force surged from her delicate hand and poured into the communication talisman.
The communication talisman flashed with light, and Su Mo's words immediately rang out from within.
"Qingxuan, where are you? Reply when you receive this!"
Su Mo's words were simple, but falling into the ears of Hong Qingxuan and her master, they were no different from a thunderclap exploding.
Hong Qingxuan wept tears of joy, her beautiful eyes somewhat reddening. It really was Su Mo—Su Mo was still alive!
Qian Xun Yue's expression was dazed. The last time, Su Mo had