The messenger is just doing the fighting beast.

"Mix!"

The acting abbot grinds his teeth, forcibly qi, and wants to fight again.

But his soul was just transported.

Puff!

A large mouthful of blood was sprayed in the mouth.

"Abbot!"

"You're okay!"

The monks shouted.

"I'm okay!"

The acting abbot wiped off the blood in the corner of his mouth, and said, "To this day, we have no retreat. Everyone followed me to kill me and cut off the man!"

"kill!"
Chapter completed!