Ximen Qianqiu is like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Is it worth the sluggishness?"

Bei Gong Wang said, "Wouldn't it be better to prepare when we go back? For those of us with the status of cultivation, there are not many people who are seriously injured."

"You do not understand."

Ximen Qianqiu looked at Bei Gongwang, and felt a little bit of pity for each other.

"You'll know when you go in."

Dong Tiesong hugged his knees and said lightly, "Their Ximen family and the gods

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