No matter how much Yun Chujiu cursed, the weapon spirit didn’t make a single move, as if it was dead.
Seeing that the method of provoking Qi ling wasn’t working, Yun Chujiu had no choice but to give up. What the F * ck, he was really cunning. It seemed that not all weapon spirits were stupid.
“Sister Luoyue, come up!”Yun chujiu had no choice but to let Nangong Luoyue and the others come up.
Nangong Luoyue and the others were already scared silly. Although they couldn’t see, they could still hear the continuous thunder. If it was said that Dean Huangfu had helped little jiu resist the heavenly thunder before, then this time, it was completely her who had borne it, perhaps, it was also her who had borne it in the Tian Yuan Academy before?
Heavens, that was too terrifying! That was ten hours of Heavenly Thunder!
The six people only regained their senses when they heard Yun Chujiu’s shout and climbed up the rope.