On the recliner are Yun Xiaoxuan and Yang Shenxiu.

At this moment, people outside were fighting over the gang leader’s affairs, and no one came to care about why Yun Xiaoxuan and Yang Shenxiu were not dead yet.

For a moment.

The huge hall is filled with a strange and deep aura.

Yun Xiaoxuan and Yang Shenxiu were also very rational and did not speak.

Time slips away!

Before we knew it, the early morning of the third day!

Even the battle outside stopped and discussed continuing tomorrow.

The world is deep.

Everything is silent.

call!

On the dome above the hall, a black shadow floated down silently!

The beating candlelight shone in the person's pupils, filled with an indescribable vicious aura.

"Lord Dragon King, it's not that we are unwilling to forgive us, but you are really seeking death by yourself. Let me see if you are really dead!"

It's the sound of a hanged ghost!
Chapter completed!