In this way, some things can be done without any worries.

Li Fan turned around and walked towards the cabin, walking up to Lu Yun who was leaning against the door frame and looking up at the swordfight above.

The girl looked at him lightly, turned over the lot in her hand and showed it to Li Fan, then said, "I like this lot very much, I won't change it."

Li Fan nodded, "Master Lu, Li Qingyue has a favor to ask."

Lu Yun nodded expressionlessly, "Any last words, but it doesn't matter. If I can survive, I'll just help you."

"Who wants to leave any last words?" Li Fan stared at her with stern eyes, "Not only do I not plan to die, I also want to fight back. But my move will destroy the world, and I'm afraid that if I use it, I will also destroy all the friendly troops. We have been annihilated, so I still need to ask about some things clearly and make preparations. Please disregard your past grudges and help me."

Lu Yun withdrew his gaze from the Zhen Gui jade plate covered with the flesh and blood of his fellow disciples, and looked intently at the young man in front of him. From his eyes that seemed to be dancing with fire, he could clearly see a reflection as crazy as his own.

She nodded, "Okay, then I'll help you."

So they walked into the cabin side by side, and behind them came the unwavering voices of Yao Zhenren and his fellow disciples.

"Next game."
Chapter completed!