The 'Perfect Baldhead' glanced at him in surprise: "Why do you always have brains when you shouldn't be smart?

Do you think old dogs don’t know this?

It’s just that his skills are bad, it’s not that his brains have turned into dregs.”

"Ah..." 'Demon Sword' laughed awkwardly, "So, why?"

“I’ll have to die later!” ‘Perfect Bald Head’ said calmly, “We are deliberately messing up their calculation of our resurrection time.

But don’t I have to help you dig the hole?

Therefore, in the later stage, he had to go there more often, and I would go there occasionally.

Otherwise, even if they can't come up, they still have to come up and take a look!

Only if we keep moving and are obviously struggling can we make them ignore your existence.

Ha~ don’t you know how much effort it takes to turn a red envelope into a black envelope?”

"I don't think so." 'Demon Sword' said simply, "I'm definitely not the one who attracts the most attention here.
Chapter completed!