And the master is here, obviously leading the corpse into the urn."

The concubine said proudly.

Su Xuan said nothing.

"What if I can't be beaten to death?"

The concubine asked again.

"What do you have those legs for?"

Su Xuan looked down upon her and waved her hand to let her play by herself.

"I want to accompany my master."

"Embroiderer, take her away!"

Su Xuan shouted.

The embroiderer came over and dragged her: "Were you not so naughty before?"

"Everyone changes."

"Have the guts."

The embroiderer admired her, at least she didn't dare to show off in front of Su Xuan.

"Hey, stop talking.

Did you hear it? Master said he was so handsome even when he ran away, he is worthy of being a master."

The master concubine said in admiration.

The embroiderer was speechless, this guy was really shameless, but Su Xuan seemed to accept her trick and didn't even beat her.

This is very abnormal.

The embroiderer touched her round chin, thoughtfully.

Time passes.

"boom!"

Someone broke in outside.

"Bold thief, why don't you..." A roar echoed as a king's corpse rushed in with a group of miserable corpses.

But as soon as he came in... "Boom!"

The war spirit tribe roared, and terrifying pressure raged.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The tortured corpse wailed and was suppressed to the ground.

The king's corpse was even worse. A sword suddenly fell and pinned him to the ground.

It’s just a first-order spiritual emperor’s pure act of delivering food.

Su Xuan sat indifferently, with a calm expression.

"Less than level 5, if I am prepared, rush into my territory. I will control as many as you come."

He whispered indifferently, and behind him, the suffering corpse, the fighting soul monk, the master's concubine and others sat cross-legged, gathering their strength.

Outside the valley.
Chapter completed!