"Lalala! Who wants to destroy my Wuque?"
"Oh, over here."
Someone appeared.
He arrived with a delighted smile and unleashed spiritual power.
In the Heavenly Prison, under the suppression of Zhou Xuanqing and several other super Big Bosses, he could only pretend to be obedient. Now finally released, that feeling...
Is incredibly complicated.
He was floating, floating, he really felt he was floating.
So much so that when he was flying in the air, he danced and leaped exuberantly.
With a graceful and charming posture.
In that moment, Hanhai Chaoyi seemed to see a wild super horse unleashed.
Could Wuque... also produce such a person?
In her subconscious, either the image of the Fifth Daoling, a flawless Senior Brother like a godly prototype, or another perfect form like Fang Yourong emerged. These two were like statues, without blemishes. Or the third image emerged, gentle and elegant, ingrained deeply yet hypocritically changeable.
