.

The black-robed Taoist was almost going crazy!

Where did this scoundrel come from? Where did this little hooligan come from!

I'm so angry!

Especially with only the last three breaths left, it's too late.

After hesitating for a moment, the black-robed Taoist retracted the purple fairy sword decisively, gave Jiang Mu a deep look, turned around and retreated. Although breaking the contract would mean facing the pursuit of the entire immortal world, it was still better than being locked up here and losing his freedom directly.

It’s just that I hate it so much!

three breaths,

Two breaths,

One breath.

It's safe.

Jiang Mu hid in the turtle shell, stroking the big hole left by the purple fairy sword on one of the flying swords on the door panel. The sharp energy left on it could instantly kill a hundred iron-clad mountains.

What a good thing.
Chapter completed!