""""In his four-in-one form, Zhou Li swung Joan of Arc and Qianhu to beat the Ancient God's dignity.
The Golden Jade Tower was blown up into a terrifying spectacle with frosty splendor filling the sky.
Zhuge Qing covertly filming, Hei Mao going berserk, gentle Yun Baibai, Master Cen with a cold sigh, and the idiot Tang Wan holding an electric baton and a fire stick asking which type he preferred.
They were all watching him.
"Damn, that's scary."
Zhou Li shivered under the gaze of so many eyes.
Then, he laughed again.
Damn, that's a lot of people...
Not just these people, Hou Jue, Guo Lingyun, Liu Haizhu, Zhao Yunlong, Yu Sui, everyone in the Lizi Class. Some wore smiles, others had stern faces, and then some.
Older sister.
In this Spirit World, the only person whose eyes sparkled lively was the beautiful woman in a peach blossom spring dress. Her eyes curved like beautiful crescents, gazing at Zhou Li with a warm smile.
"Go ahead."
She said.
