The Power of the Purple Cloud Pearl?

Hearing this clear and familiar voice, Yong Ji was stunned. He quickly looked ahead.

On Xiao Sheng's shoulder, there was a young girl.

Her two little legs were dangling in the air, making her look like a child.

"Jue Wu?"

When he saw the person clearly, Yong Ji was stunned.

"Jue Wu, aren't you already dead?" Yong Ji asked in surprise.

Jue Wu jumped down from Xiaosheng's shoulder. She glared at Yong Ji and said, "I won't die even if you die. You bastard, you've really joined the North Plain, you bastard!"

Yong Ji's expression gradually turned cold. He snorted and said, "No wonder you're with Wen Wanchong. You speak the same way."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense!" Sima Bei, who was standing at the side, seemed to have lost his patience.

He coldly looked at Jue Wu and said, "Jue Wu, this isn't the first time we've met."

"Ah," she said. Jue Wu looked at Sima Bei in a daze, then scratched her head. "Who are you again?"