The weirdness of the scene in front of me cannot be described in words.

…

Hundreds of miles away!

Qing Xuanle squatted on the high tower.

She used the power of her spiritual thoughts to construct an illusory formation, so the monks in the town didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Like everyone else, they were surprised as to why they died inexplicably in the eighth-turn reincarnation realm.

"So tired!"

Qing Xuanle rubbed his swollen shoulders, tore open the wrapper of a candy, and put it in his mouth.

This sniper rifle is amazing.

But it’s just too mind-consuming.

"Zhao Chu is not out of danger yet. I will kill anyone who bullies him!"

After a few breaths, Qingxuanle flicked his finger.

Click!
Chapter completed!