"Ha ha! It's up to you!"

Hearing Mugao's words, a layer of ferocity appeared on the surface of the Nine Woods of the Southern Palace, sweeping through the people in the hall with a dark eye: "Today, none of you want to leave here alive!"

During the conversation, Jiulin in the South Palace suddenly threw out a tray, which burst into brilliance and instantly enveloped the whole hall.

For a while, except Song Yan, almost everyone's face became ugly. Especially the five-star God who led Song Yan to this place felt like a dog's day. He was involved in such a thing without understanding. You know, he was a bystander...