In the hall, Zixuan looked at the messy scene and hugged a pile of thousand-layer cakes to Lanli.

She didn't say anything.

Just looking at Dongfang Bai's expression, he was a little curious.

When did Xiaobai become so powerful?

The mummies who had been sucked into the ground with blood and had fallen to the ground were probably more than twenty.

There are also several innate warriors leading the team.

Can't even resist?

Too bloody...

A little nauseous.

Zixuan couldn't help but retching for a moment.

In front of her.

Lan Li walked slowly to General Zhenyuan, who had already been bloodshot into his body and was about to return to the underworld.

He shook his head at Dongfang Bai and squatted down.

He stretched out a hand and patted General Zhenyuan's face again.

"Tell me, okay, what are you planning on me?"

"you...."

At this time, General Zhenyuan's appearance was as dry as a skeleton.

But after being slapped in the face by Renli, he forced himself to breathe a sigh of relief and said:

"Literature turmoils, Taoists and man-made disasters, and aristocratic families suck people's fat and ointment..."

‘Ba.’

Another slap came over, the sound was crisp.

Lan Li looked at him expressionlessly:
Chapter completed!