Chapter 1192

ian Jiaoqi, sounds like a nobody just talking nonsense. Lying in bed with that righteous look on his face, she couldn't wait to call him out. But when it came to my lips, I suddenly hesitated.If, afte...Chapter 1192

Zhao Ping'an spoke slowly, his face turning pale after finishing his words. He seemed as calm and still as a corpse, an eerie peace settling over him, unspeakable sorrow etched on his features.

He began to slowly rotate his body, looking at each face, trying to memorize them all.

None of these people are allowed to run!

Qian Rong also often heard this, her body softened instantly, and despair filled her eyes.

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等不得！

"You insignificant vermin, face the whip!"

As he spoke, he whipped out his divine whip and lashed straight at Zhao Ping'an, his body also charging forward with incredible speed.

Thousands of monks saw this scene.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It was almost simultaneous.

Suddenly!

Zhao Ping'an’s spiritual energy surged outward, condensing into a blade. Just as he raised his hand, a white light flashed across Zhou Sihai’s brow.

Just watch.Ou Yang Qian, she would have become the secretary directly!Lü Zhuchong's face was flushed with anger. Even though Leng Qiu霜 had already agreed, he still insisted on interfering.I'm sorry, I can't do t...