Lan Junao coughed lightly.
The originally pale face gradually regained its color.
After the cold poison dissipated, his body was much better than before.
Lan Junao walked out of the tent after he changed into dry clothes. "Do you still remember how they dealt with the Red Sun Beast?"
Ling was puzzled.
Seeing Ling's reaction, Lan Junao shook his head again." You've really regressed…"
As soon as he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes.
He recalled the golden light around Di Juechen earlier.
He recalled how the Vermilion Bird had turned into nothing and attached itself to Feng Chuge's body.
He gently turned the white jade thumb ring on his hand, but the words of the senior monk echoed in his mind.
"True Dragon Heavenly Phoenix, when you meet them, hand this jade pendant to them…"
At that time, he was still puzzled. Now that he thought about it, he was shocked to realize that the senior monk's prediction was accurate…
The next day, the sun rose from the east.