Su Yue shook his head.
As a wangjue, he has the right to continue, the radar must keep burning through the night.
Su Yue was worried about the middle-pressure battle tactics.
As for the number of times to the Lower Spirit Pool, that's no big deal.
With his ability, going down 10 times in a row is not a problem.
"You..."
Bao Dachang was so angry it hurt his liver.
What kind of weirdo is this?
Why are you so intent on self-destruction? Isn't living well good enough? It's not like you're in a rush to reincarnate tomorrow.
"Du Jing's Book, come over here."
Du Jing's Book was still dazing in the crowd when suddenly, Su Yue called him, looking bewildered, to a nearby corner.
A bewildered Du Jing's Book looked at Su Yue, confused.
What's this guy up to?
"Brother Du, come... open your Beast Selection Waist Bag."
Su Yue said mysteriously.
"What for? Robbing me!"
