C805 A Purgatory-level Instance Dungeon!(1)

Under the command of the beauty, the few of them prepared themselves. The beauty held a clean shirt in her hand and folded it into the size of a square palm.

Zheng Fann, on the other hand, tore the sleeves of the shirt into a few pieces. After preparing himself, the beauty calmly opened her mouth.

"Let's begin!"

With her order