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.

The saint has promised

black tiger had already

Order protector had attained the level of a

blow was not something that these innate warriors could

maiden, all the little ones

people,

indifferently. “Tell someone to clean up this place so

lowered his

feeling something, looked at Halle and others on

inexplicably

floor, Abigail acted as

trouble has been

of wine and drank

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