C897 The Cleaning of the Battlefield

Sandan, who was originally helping out in the battlefield of the Hallowed Crown, was standing behind Xiaoming. However, the smile on his face had been replaced by worry.

Seeing this, Xiaoming, who had retracted his gaze, naturally knew what was going on.

"Are you here to say goodbye to me? Could it be that the new Heavenly Dao has been chosen?"

Xiaoming, who was sighing