Xiao Naihe slowly pondered the meaning of the words of heaven just now, and a light of calculation appeared in his eyes.

"Tiandao, Tiandao, what exactly do you mean? You didn't let me know the truth about the extinction of the witch family. You didn't even let me know the depth of the existence of Jiuwu youhuang."

He raised his eyebrows. From these words, Xiao could vaguely feel the conspiracy in today's affairs.

The smell of conspiracy was introduced by Xue Xingfeng since his rebirth. Xiao Naihe also looked at these people with a change of heart.