"Who are you?" Yun Xi stepped back, inadvertently touching her earlobe, which made her pretty face blush, slightly annoyed, and also a bit shy.
At this moment, she thought of too much, remembering that boy from the Lower Realm from the past, and her heart stirred with waves, regretting that his death was such a pity.
"I am Moye," Shi Hao responded. He had many concerns. If he told who he was, then the Celestials Clan would also know, and there might be unforeseen events.
For some reason, Yun Xi felt a sense of familiarity looking at the person before her, with the same pearly white teeth, brilliant smile, and carefree demeanor. It was all too familiar.
However, she knew that it was impossible for that person to reappear; he had already fallen one or two years ago and was buried in the great desolate area of the Lower Realm.
