บท 1778: Between Life and Death, Ninth Level, Ninth Revolution

"Haha, Chu Nan, have you already given up?" Feng Mingxi's voice sounded from the meatball, "The two of them actually started to commit suicide."

The meatball was extremely huge, and his voice was also extremely loud, instantly echoing throughout the entire world.

Chu Nan glanced at the meatball and sat cross-legged in the air. He looked down and actually meditated on the spot.

"Oh? Chu Nan, are you giving up like this? What a pity. I thought you had to at least resist decently. Look, your girlfriend and your beloved Supremacy Oville are already dead. Don't you want to take revenge for them?"

Chu Nan still ignored him and his Internal Breath circulated in his body.

Seeing that Chu Nan did not react, Feng Mingxi seemed to feel that it was a little boring. Wrinkles appeared on the huge meatball and suddenly shook. A thick tentacle suddenly flew out and struck Chu Nan's body.