C459 The Power of a Supreme Divine Weapon

"Fall down!"

Xiao Lang rubbed his nose in embarrassment. At this moment, when he heard these incomparably lowly words, he did not feel that it was annoying anymore. Instead, he felt that it was a little funny.

He got up and walked out, and saw that Ouyang Youzhi was riding on a chariot and was flying in the air, shouting for everyone to gather, and prepared to attack the Crow Mountain Bandits