Rao Yaoyao, Goodbye! (3)

"So familiar! That voice is so familiar..."

Everyone who had witnessed the night battle in the imperial city felt that this voice sounded very familiar.

All of a sudden, a very unorthodox figure appeared in their minds.

However, how could that absurd figure be compared to the cold, godly voice that resounded from the sky?

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

"Shut up! This is blasphemy! Although I think so too..."

"It's him, right?"

"Definitely not!"

"Big Brother Shou..."

On Pixiu Mountain, the crowd was furious, but they were suppressed by Su Qianqian's absent-minded murmur.

Xu Xiaoshou?

Was it really him?

At this moment, those who were aware of the relationship between the new successor of the Burial Sword Tomb and the Saint Servant Xu Xiaoshou, were dumbfounded.

"What? Xu Xiaoshou?" Xu Xiaoji looked at the sword diagram that appeared and was stunned.