In a cold sea, the leaves of the sea were about to leave, and their faces moved slightly. Some of them looked down in dismay and glanced at it. Then they turned around and went back to the place where the Medal of Military Merit Conference had just been held.

In front of him, a dozen martial artists, Li Mengyao and Luo Wen, were gathered here.

Almost all of these dozens are warriors with magic.

"Fairy Mengyao, the Medal of Military Merit Conference is over, you will call us back, what on earth do you want to do?" Just as Ye Dun had stood firm, a voice of inquiry came...