Old Man nine fingers still felt that this matter was not reliable. It was very unreliable. It was no different from courting death.
However, he was just a lamp wick, so he could only let it be.
Di Beiming’s voice transmission talisman rang again. “Little Jiu? Why aren’t you talking? I’ll be there right away!”
Hei xinjiu hurriedly said, “No, no. I really thought of a good idea this time. It just so happens that I need you to cooperate with me. Listen to me...”
Hei Xinjiu put away the voice transmission talisman and began to tidy herself up.
This guy first combed his hair into a pigtail. In order to maintain his upright posture, he applied a lot of golden paint on it. It was... glittering.
Then, he took out a set of white clothes and drew blue water ripples on the bottom hem. He drew several golden swords and put them on his body.
Just as he was about to finish, master Jian and the others came out of the Sea of giant swords.