She put the small silver snake into her sleeve pocket and held her chin as she pondered over the shocking news she had heard.
Even in her dreams, she had never thought that the incomparably vast three thousand continents that she had thought were just beasts trapped in the hands of the gods and demons.
The life and death of all living beings were in the hands of the gods and demons, and they were in danger of losing their lives at any time.
Now that she thought about it, weren’t the gods and Demons Palace always playing a game of cat and mouse? !
They could have killed them, but they always ended it hastily. It turned out that the drunkard’s intention was not in the wine.
Yun chujiu felt a sense of crisis that she had never felt before. This feeling of being a meat on the chopping block was really terrible.
Although the black chicken’s head was usually not in the right place, it was right. Why Should Seven’s life be sacrificed? !