"What to do, Yuan Ye." Bao Wenqian also frowned.

"let's go and have a look. I hope we can meet someone who dares to talk to us. Grandma, thanks to our talent and beauty, we are all ugly in important matters, which doesn't scare these people to death. " Yuan Ye also sighed.

after they had walked for more than ten li, Yuan Ye's eyes lit up and he saw them in the distance. Dense, nearly a thousand daozuns, led by dozens of great ones, are chasing and killing more than ten people who have fled.

"is there such a killing in the praying world?" Seeing this, Bao Wenqian was...