Chương 942: What Feels Like Predicting Your Death?

The blue cat familiar's fur that was emitting a dim light suddenly exploded.

"There are devihuman players coming over."

The blue cat familiar did not report to Su Qianqian.

Because there were still about ten minutes before they could kill their way here.

Su Qianqian had just fallen asleep about ten minutes ago.

They should at least let Su Qianqian sleep for half an hour.

The blue cat familiar and the others discussed in advance.

"Senior Blue Cat, how many devihuman players are there this time?"

The one who asked was the Succubus Strawberry.

The blue cat familiar said bluntly, "There are 12 magical waves, and these 12 magical waves are surprisingly consistent and not weak. They should all be level 64 devihuman players."

As soon as that was said, Succubus Strawberry and the others were shocked, but they could not suppress the excitement in their hearts.

It was normal.