"I can tell you right away. They came at the wrong time. I want to marry a rich family. How will I marry if I give birth to them?"

Zhang Ji saw with his own eyes that the three birth spirits behind Luo Juan suddenly became extremely resentful, and their faces were distorted, entangled behind her back.

They knelt down to Zhang Ji and said, "As long as we are allowed to settle the cause and effect with her, we are willing to give up!"

"I don't want your money. You deserve everything." Zhang Ji knew that these evil spirits were very pitiful and that everything was Luo Juan's own fault. Good and evil will be rewarded.

"I beg you, help me, I can do anything you want, 1.2 billion, whatever!" Luo Juan, with disheveled hair and tears on her face, knelt on the ground and begged.

"You still haven't repented." Zhang Ji turned to look at her.

"Since you won't eat the toast, then you can die here." A fine mist of blood suddenly appeared around Luo Juan's body, which made Zhang Ji's heart tremble.

She turned out to be a Zhenwu in the Mist Realm. Looking at the richness of the blood mist, although it was quite different from Nan Yu, her physique and strength were different from ordinary people even if she had accumulated money.

Zhang Ji suddenly realized that if he were not in the realm of Zhenwu in the Mist Realm, an ordinary person's physique would never be able to withstand the entanglement of six eighth-level evil spirits.

I am only a Xuanshi practitioner, so I will never be able to challenge her. If I had known earlier, I should have found a reason to appease her, and then I could retreat.

It's too late to say anything now.

Luo Juan's fist had hit his face directly, and a strong wind blew against his face.
Chapter completed!