"Chen Jiu..." Qing'e screamed and hurried forward to hold Chen Jiu in her arms. Her face was distressed and worried.

"I'm all right, just take a rest. I have to finish the seal today, otherwise, it will be very difficult!" Chen Jiu shook his head and his face was black and purple, but he was still determined and unwilling to fall.

"Chen Jiu, you should take good care of yourself!" At this moment, the devil can not help worrying to come to persuade him: "We prisoners, you can expect to give us a succession, you can not be depressed on this!"

"My predecessors, when did you say that?" Qing E's...