C1138 Irritant

"Let's see where you can run to now. Meeting us can be considered as eight lifetimes of bad luck!"

Wang Qian immediately followed along, a cold smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. Along with Yin Susu, the two of them surrounded Descending God, and I gave him a chance to escape.

"You guys bully the young with your numbers, so you can't be considered a hero!"

Descending God cursed