Ji Lutian looked at Zheng Chengan helplessly. Can you just shut up for once?
Why did you make him vomit blood from anger?
Zheng Chengan spread his hands innocently. How could he have expected Tang Qianluo to be so oversensitive?
If he had known that it would be so easy to take him down, there would have been no need for them to fight so hard earlier.
He could have just scolded him at the top of his lungs.
The man surnamed Zhang from the Xuande Grotto-Heaven had a strange expression. He actually didn't know what was going on. The reason he came here was that he had sensed the battle fluctuations here and rushed over to stop the fight.
After all, they were all from the grotto-heavens and on the same side. There was really no need to fight to the death.
Why does the situation feel a little strange now?
Tang Qianluo failed to frame him and vomited blood from anger?