For a moment, they could only breathe, unable to say a word. They were glad that the nightmare energy in their bodies was dispelled, and they were scared to death by this rough and even terrifying "treatment".

Seeing Zi Si stretched over again in the chaos, the four of them screamed in quartet.

Fortunately, Zi Si did not come to treat them, but pulled this leg, pulled that hand, and put them neatly, with the angles of the hands and legs completely consistent.

While Zi Luo was busy, she also whispered to Zhong Yao: "This group of people have men and women, and they are completely different in height, fat and thin. It's really hard to put on, why don't they look the same?"

Zhong Yao was rubbing his wrists, and when he saw the four people, he laughed: "What's wrong with you? Is obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Zi Luo was serious: "A group of people must be neat."

This guy is very quick-witted, and she picked up all his unintentional words.

Zhong Yao called out, "Stop playing, prepare to do the important business."

I just warmed up just now, and the enemies I have to face next are extraordinary.

"Okay!"

Zi Luo responded with full vitality, shot purple silk straight out of Zhongyao's sleeves, penetrated into the temple gate, and extended countless thin silks to bind the statues and beams and pillars.

"Go away!"

Zi Luo shouted, and when he pulled the power, Zhong Yao was as oiled under his feet, and he slid into the temple.

"I'm not talking about this!"

Zhongyao was pulled to the altar in the temple all at once, almost hugged the statue of the mountain god, and scolded him in anger: "Don't do extra things!"
Chapter completed!