Several people looked up and saw a mysterious man in a white robe walking on the wind, passing over their heads, then doing a backflip and landing firmly in front of them.

A few people took a closer look and suddenly discovered that the man in the white robe blocking the way was the protector of the Mystic Arts Order!

“Dare to besiege the saint? D*mn it!”

The white-robed protector didn’t say any nonsense and directly smacked her from the air.

“Boom!”

The violent Grandmaster’s energy transformed into that of a black tiger, and he rushed toward the people with claws and fangs.

saint has promised to let

could finish their words, the black tiger had already pounced on them,

protector had attained the level

was not something that these innate warriors

all the little

white-robed protector finished dealing with a few people, he immediately walked up to Abigail and

up this place so as

protector lowered his head

clothes, then raised her head as if feeling something, looked at Halle and others on the second floor, and

inexplicably scary to

returning to the second floor, Abigail acted as if nothing had happened, still

waiting. The trouble has been taken care of.

glass of wine and

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