Lucifer will be out of trouble soon.
As for Ying Yueyang, the ancient god's divine body has healed again, and he doesn't even seem to have any injuries.
The ancient god's physique is terrifying beyond imagination!
"What's wrong with this?" Zhuzhu said, since he would definitely not go in anyway.
"What are you talking about? I'll burn paper for my eldest brother next year." Zamao spread his wings.
But it was Xiaomei who suddenly spoke.
"Send me there."
Zhuzhu and Fried Hair both looked at Xiaomei in surprise. They didn't expect that Xiaomei would actually say that.
Chapter completed!