Zhou Xiaoqian stood drunkenly on the top of the mountain and said with high spirits: "Look at me with a spear in my hand and strong drink in my throat! What is my opponent in this world..."
The corner of Mingyue's mouth twitched: "Damn it, there is an army of 300,000 demons in front of you, and an army of 500,000 cultivators behind you. There are 400,000 demons on the left, and even the bald man in the west has 250,000, and you are still bragging here!"
Zhou Xiaoqian said disapprovingly: "How many of us are there?"
Mingyue looked back at the second idiot Sword Master who was counting ants behind her, the Little Pill King who was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, the Empress who was reviewing the memorial, the lovers who were being domestically abused or being raped... She suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse.
Zhou Xiaoqian suddenly rose into the air: "A man born in heaven and earth, how can he be deceived by others? Everyone, come with me!"
Looking at Zhou Xiaoqian who jumped off the cliff, the empress put down the memorial: "Mingyue, when did this guy have magic power?"
Mingyue's face darkened: "He... Didn't!"
Everyone suddenly became quiet after hearing this, and only heard a scream from below...
"Mingyue save me!"
