Bab 887: Please perform your show

"It's over. "

Ten descenders were too few.

If Wang Fu wasn't his Junior Brother, he wouldn't even be bothered to come.

He raised his finger.

The storage ring floated up and landed in his hand.

These strategic resources could not be forgotten. No matter how little meat there was, it was still meat.

The surroundings were silent.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

"It's over?"

Some of the disciples were pinching their thighs, and their hands were a little heavy. They were in so much pain that they were grimacing in pain.

This wasn't a dream, it was real.

"Junior Brother, I'll take my leave first. I'll leave the rest to you." Lin fan did not even turn his head back as he dove into the void and headed off into the distance.

"Senior brother ..."

Wang Fu wanted to stop his senior brother, but just as he opened his mouth, his senior brother's shadow had already disappeared, completely disappearing from his sight.