pity!

Lin Zongkun had just flown three miles away when he saw a middle-aged man in a green robe sitting under a tree, grilling a fish in his hand.

The smoke was so intense that his fish was half burnt, like black charcoal.

Zhu Sanfu wiped the sweat from his face, and smeared black Tao all over his face with his palms, making him even more embarrassed.

The heat is a bit too strong, which is annoying.

Why is it so difficult to eat grilled fish?

The tool he used to grill fish was a magical weapon... a fishing rod.

"The fifth disciple of Qing Jie... I wish you three blessings!"

Lin Zongkun stayed where he was, trembling all over.

Behind Zhu Sanfu, five corpses of the Natural Selection Realm were lying in various directions.

If you look carefully, you can see that they are all elders sent out by Jichi Holy Land and Linlu Holy Land to station in other realms.

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Chapter completed!