C312 Memory

Mo Xiao was like a beam of sword light that disappeared into the mountain. Yun Feixue was still standing on the back of the Purple Qilin Wind Wielding Dragon without the slightest movement.

It was not that he didn't want to enter the Tai Yin Mountain, but he was thinking about the reason why Mo Xiao did so. It could be said that he had ruined all of his work during his third lifetime