บท 2768: Faramita of the Buddhist Sect

The young man was drunk and fell asleep on the ground.

Holy daughter Meng Jing's strength should be in the Holy Consciousness Realm. Her peak power in God's Space was even more unfathomable.

Even a holy daughter with such power had been defeated. Who was this guy who stole the power of Saint Kingdom?

Qin Yu walked to a secluded spot on the deck and pondered silently.

Qin Yu couldn't help but worry about Meng Jing. He had a good impression of this girl with dual personalities, so he naturally didn't want anything to happen to her.

"Young man, the Nine Nether Cliff is not a good place. You must be careful there."

The boss looked at Qin Yu and said with a smile.

"Yes. Thank you, boss."

Qin Yu smiled and nodded.

"Boss, why is Nine Nether Cliff so high on the danger ranking?"

A young girl came over and asked.

She had a long ponytail. Although she wasn't very beautiful, she gave people a comfortable feeling.