"You unforgivable bastard, are you not afraid of Shen Mo taking your worthless life when he learns of your heinous actions?"
Wu Gong, ignoring the injuries on his body, wielded his magic sword and stood in front of Zhao Lingyin. His eyes wide with anger, he glared fiercely at Yuan Shengcai.
"BOOM!"
Yuan Shengcai flung his sleeve, and Wu Gong was thrown aside.
He acted ruthlessly and decisively, but his face still maintained a note of amusement, "You are getting old, Alien Minister Wu. Just rest at the side. Later, I have ways to erase your unpleasant memories of today."
"As for Peak Master Shen..."
"Once Junior Sister Lingyin is controlled by the mother Love Gu insect, she will naturally favor me."
"At that time, we will be a pair of lovebirds, brooking no interference. Even if that Shen Mo bastard gets into the Dungeon, he can only secretly swallow the bitter fruit."
