Tang Chen, who was sitting in the middle of the mountain, watched this scene with interest.
Rumble!
At this moment, there was the sound of Thunder in the sky.
Immediately after, the downpour started without any warning.
The bean-sized raindrops hit the person’s face, causing a slight pain.
Mu Ge narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, the smile on his lips becoming bigger and bigger.
“I’m leaving.”
“You can’t leave.”
“I want to stay. You Can’t Chase me away. If I want to leave, you can’t keep me either.”His wet black hair stuck to Mu Ge’s forehead, but he didn’t seem to be in a sorry state. He curled the corner of his lips, his tone seemed to be stating a fact that couldn’t be refuted.
Lu Zhanbei’s fingers that were hanging by his side moved.
This was the signal for the war.
Mu Ge’s fair finger slid from the right to the left, with a wicked sense of cat and mouse.
“You people, who will live and who will die, I’m suddenly looking forward to it.”