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.

has promised to let

had already pounced on them, blasting them directly to pieces, and the broken limbs were flying

had

was not something that these innate

little

white-robed protector finished dealing with a few people,

someone to clean up this place so as not to affect my

The white-robed protector lowered his head and

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

this smile was inexplicably

Abigail acted as if nothing

The trouble has been taken care of. Come

herself a glass of wine and drank

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