Under pressure, Zhilan had no choice but to endure shame and anger, slap herself in public.

Slap sex...

Ten slaps were quickly swelling, but Zhilan's cheeks also swollen.

"How? Do you still want to crush my bones and ashes?"

Lin Yang said lightly.

Zhilan didn't say anything, but the resentment in her eyes was like the sea.

"Lin Yang, although my strength has been greatly reduced due to the sequelae of your silver needle and I am unable to resist, this does not mean that you can survive. Look at the moment, these thousands of immortals will tear you into pieces. I advise you to let me go! In this way, I can let you go with your people!"

At this time, the ice master slowly opened his mouth and acted extremely calmly.

"Walk?"

There was a hint of coldness in Lin Yang's eyes.

"I'm going to leave, but... you have to go with me too!"

"I'll go with you?"

The Ice Lord was stunned, suddenly thought of something, and his breath trembled.

"Do you... want to use me to the Fairy Valley to replace someone?"

"Are you crazy?"
Chapter completed!