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

tiger had already pounced on them,

protector had attained the level of

blow was not something

maiden, all the little ones have been

a few people,

done.” Abigail nodded indifferently. “Tell someone to clean up this place so as not to affect

The white-robed protector lowered his head and

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

smile was inexplicably

Abigail acted as if nothing had happened, still

keep you waiting. The trouble has

glass of wine and

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