"Shen Bing, a junior in Xinggong, has met Emperor Donghua."

He appeared in the depths of the sword palace almost stepping on the spot. Shen Bing, who was covered in snow-white clothes, chuckled at Lu Dongxuan:

"The Emperor's approach really makes us younger generations embarrassed."

"Um?"

"It has been agreed that Xinggong protects the rules of this world, and no one is allowed to interfere."

"Agreement?"

"I would also like to ask Emperor Donghua to return to his throne."

"Remember..."

"Shut up!"

As Shen Bing spoke, he suddenly saw the weasel elder struggling to say something, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Without giving the Elder Huang Weasel a phantom of the astrology appeared between Shen Bing's eyebrows.

Above it, the marks of the Star Palace shine, directly isolating this small world.

Beat the weasel elder back to the weasel's posture!

When she finished doing this and turned around, Lu Dongxuan had only one pair of eyes left.

Still watching.

He wanted to know what his inner demon wanted to tell himself!

Unfortunately, he is destined not to get the answer.

Under the power of time, Lu Dongxuan's figure finally disappeared.

In the cave, only Shen Bing and the Elder Weasel who was imprisoned in the shadow of the Ziwei Star Chart.

In the distance, Zhao Yang's shouting was closer.

Hearing the sound, Shen Bing sighed softly.

He patted his pretty regular chest with one hand, and a trace of fear flashed in Shen Bing's eyes.

"The past cannot be changed, but what happened is that as long as there are tentacles, these guys can always sense it."

A cold look flashed in Shen Bing's eyes when he looked at the wide open eyes of the other party.

"If you shouldn't exist, don't stay in this world."

"You...you are that person..."

Before he could finish a sentence, blood suddenly emerged from the weasel's seven orifices.
Chapter completed!