The moment he heard this voice, Feng Xia instinctively wanted to struggle to get up.
However, he soon realized…
He could not move at all!
Even the act of opening his eyes was actually just an illusion that had naturally came about when he regained consciousness.
He tried to open his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Damn it… I just know it's nothing good!"
Feng Xia cursed in his heart.
However, on second thought, he quickly understood.
After all, in the previous three rounds, the situation was not much better, namely the carp with only a short memory that lasted seven breaths, the tree demon with a mind so slow that it made one's hair stand on end, and the First Prince who did not have long to live…
The current Feng Xia could easily cuss out the game planner's with the most sincere smile without batting an eyelid—if this planner really existed.
No matter what happened, it was not wrong to sacrifice the planner first.