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 to let

words, the black tiger had already pounced on them, blasting them directly to pieces, and the broken limbs

had attained

full blow was not something that these innate warriors

little ones

dealing with a few people, he immediately walked

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

lowered his

the dust on her clothes, then raised her head as if feeling something, looked

smile was inexplicably scary to

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

sorry to keep you waiting. The trouble has been taken care of.

herself a glass of wine and drank

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