C311 Drought Demon

"Alright, stop playing!" Ignoring Sunn Dahai, who had already changed his expression, Yun Chen retracted his gaze and looked at Hua Yao and the other two who were playing happily. He said somewhat helplessly.

Hearing Yun Chen's words, the three of them paused for a moment. Then, they gave a somewhat bored "Oh" sound, and the peach wood sword in their hands flew out at the same time