"According to what they said, this person who came out of thin air is immortal fate. Otherwise, how could the witch want his life for him?"

"It's reasonable, that junior sister, let's go!" Xiang Hang Daqi said.

"Senior brother, there is a desperate situation in the sky waterfall over there!" the pretty woman shouted at the right time.

Laughing at Hang, the breeze rose again, blew my hair and clothes: "Why should we wait for the sword cultivator?"

The endless heroic spirit in his words then rose up with a sword, as if he had remembered something, and turned around: "That man is really as handsome as you said?"

Everyone: "..."

Nodded together.

The three of them flew away on their swords.

After a while, someone said:

"I obviously felt pretty handsome before, but why do I feel so worthy of a beating now?"

And at this moment, another whistling sound passed by, and a group of beakers arrived:
Chapter completed!