He carried the semi-saint person and the soul storage array wheel, his gaze swept over the Holy Mountain Sanctuary group one by one.
Everyone lowered their eyes!
Even Fang Wenxin felt as if he had encountered a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed, the pain slicing through his soul.
He also slightly lowered his head.
When his gaze finally fell on Zhu Yike, this insider of the First Pavilion in the Sky inexplicably shrank his neck as well.
But soon, his back straightened, and a belated joy appeared on his face:
"Congratulations, Lord Shou, for capturing the city!"
"As for the rest of these..."
He turned to look at the Holy Mountain Sanctuary group, realizing that these were not people of the First Pavilion in the Sky.
Beibei and Fang Wenxin were alright.
The other saints of the sanctuary group turned slightly, wishing to kill Zhu Yike with their eyes.
Are you a dog?
Why speak about what's better left unsaid?
"It's enough."
