The iron door boomed and closed again.

And then the day when the control organ was directly destroyed completely. Here, completely blocked...

"You rest in peace, my predecessors..." This is a powerful existence of a congenital situation, which should not be disturbed in the future.

Guhuo and Gushui knocked their heads at the iron gate. For them, they were also inherited by aftershocks. First they accepted the lost brothers, and then they could let Gushui take refuge here. Anyway, it was kind. It is entirely proper to show respect.

"Let's go!" He Tian touched Wukong's head and greeted Guhuo and Gushui. Next, he went to their old home. That secret...