She wore braids and her purple eyes were neither happy nor sad.

This person is none other than Luo Shenyan.

There were three people following her.

There are two people wearing Yin Yang Crusaders clothes.

One of them was Sikong Jin.

His hair was not tied up, but scattered casually behind his back. It was much longer than before.

Next to him was a tall and mighty middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's hand grabbed an old man's neck and dragged him out like a chicken.

"Spare my life! I am a formation genius and I am still useful. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please spare me!"

The old man's eyes were full of fear.

"killed."

Luo Shenyan grabbed the brim of her hat with one hand and said calmly.

"yes!"
Chapter completed!