Li Qingyu sighed.

Indeed, the birth of a strong person is always extraordinary.

Immediately, Li Qingyu began to press and hold the large patrol of steamed buns.

She's cute, but she's still an enemy...

Let's try shooting first...

Anyway... it was Sister Wenming who shot him, what does it have to do with him?

Moreover, these patrolling buns are most likely soldiers summoned by the Bun Civilization contestants, so Li Qingyu has even less psychological pressure.

As for the spring?

Oh....

How can you shoot at your own home's wonders? What if you damage them?

.................

The Lost Temple.

A natural wonder, the Well of Magic.

"My skin feels better, like it's just come out of a steamer."

"I feel the flesh in my belly is firmer. It's a pity that the spring water will turn my skin purple, otherwise I would definitely drink some."

"I feel like I've grown taller, and my waistline has gotten bigger too."

"It truly is a natural wonder! Even though magic has little effect on us, just smelling it has such a powerful effect. I really want to jump in!"

At this moment, several large steamed buns were chatting contentedly around the Magic Well.

And these are several large steamed buns.

It was Baozi Lord who entered the competition this time.

Unlike Li Qingyu, who needed a temporary palace to leave the palace.

It's now much more convenient for Lord Baozi to go out.

As long as enough steamed bun soldiers are summoned to form an encirclement, the Steamed Bun Lord can go out at will.

Therefore, these steamed bun lords quickly gathered together.