"Who is fighting in my Golden Gate!" Just when Chen Jiu lost his mind in front of the glassglass and Jin Chun could not respond to it, a huge idea condensed into a golden figure, like a dominant figure, falling from the sky.

"Ah, the master of the door is on the top, please accept the Golden Girl to worship!" Jin Chun knelt down for the first time.

"Did he kill the machine?" Golden naked figure pointed at Chen Jiu and scolded him.

"Master, he is my life-saving benefactor. I have given him my personal consent. He killed the golden vessels, which is also a necessity, and asked the master...