"Second brother, I am now an intermediate saint." Ximen Wanli also stood up straight.

"Me too." Yan Huanmeng's muffled voice.

"How awesome! They are all second-level saints." Wu Juecheng laughed miserably: "I am only at the peak of the heaven level now. Compared with you, I am really far behind. I feel ashamed. It seems that now

I, in front of you, am really just a little ant, why don't you just change this seat to eight."

Wu Juecheng smiled sarcastically: "There is so much difference between me and you. Even if you don't tell me, I still don't have the face to be your second brother anymore. Aren't the three saints afraid of being embarrassed if they don't revoke my seat?"

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"Second brother!" The three people blushed at the same time: "What are you talking about! Even if brothers die, they will never dare to betray the second brother! The second brother will always be the second brother, even if we are now the Nine Lords and the First Empress.

Or maybe he is a Saint King, and there will still be no change!"

"For so many years, whenever we drink, the one at the top will always be you, my second brother!"

"Brothers, no one dares to cross!"

"That will never change!"

"As long as one of our brothers is alive, this will always be the case!"

＜The pain is excruciating...I said I was almost exhausted...Do you believe it...I originally wanted to ask for leave today. But Xiaodie told me that it would be too much for you to ask for leave just after grabbing the monthly ticket.

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Chapter completed!