In the direction of Chenjiagou, Hong Zhenxiang is actually very calm.

 He doesn't care about worldly things and doesn't want to watch the excitement.

 He has been standing quietly next to the overlord's corpse. The overlord's corpse is getting more and more monstrous.

Especially when someone brings disaster to his hair.

At this moment, his long hair has fallen to the ground, thick and lush.

 Although it is still a dead person and a corpse.

 But occasionally there seems to be a hint of charm in the empty eyes.

Similarly, the long hair is leaning on the ground, which is particularly eye-catching.

 Chen Tu, on the other hand, frowned at the worldly disaster.

 He clenched his fist and finally unclenched it.

 “The bustling scene has finally come to an end.”

　　How bright and domineering was the secular world before?

That is almost overwhelming the fairy world and taking the lead.

It can be said that the previous secular world was terrifying to the immortal world. Even Chenjiagou was oppressed and did not dare to say anything.

 After all, there is a commercial street at the door.

But now, in the blink of an eye, the oppression fell apart, and the oppressed Luo Wuji, a great hero, cowered and did not dare to come out.

 This is definitely not Luo Wuji’s style!

Nor should it be the posture Luo Wuji should have.

Many people in the fairy world were clapping their hands and applauding.

 “If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will blow them away!”

“How arrogant we were in the past, how embarrassing we are today!”
Chapter completed!