"I understand what you said, sir. There will definitely be many surprises waiting for you, sir." Wu Jiu's lips were shaking, and even the cigarette was shaking along with it. He, a dignified Purgatory-level official, had fallen to such a state. When I find a way to send a message back to the Principality, you all will die!
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Tang Ze patted Wu Jiu's shoulder and said, "Remember to stop it with your hands in your next life. This is the custom of us natives."
"Ah?" Wu Jiu looked confused.
Before Wu Jiu could give a rescue explanation, his flesh and blood were separated from him.
Tang Ze looked at the entire battlefield, which had almost been cleared, and landed directly beside Su Chan: "Hehehe, Xiao Chanchan, let's continue."
Su Chan heard Tang Ze's devilish voice and his slender fingers wrote on the ground.
But Tang Ze didn't know him.
What Su Chan wrote was: I give up, please forgive me.
"What did she write?" Tang Ze asked.
Su Qingli said seriously: "Master, my sister is scolding you." Then he stepped hard on her foot.
Su Chan was devastated, but she continued to write: "I am willing to acknowledge you as my Lord. Please forgive my mistakes."
"Master, she said she refused to accept the curse and cursed even more harshly." Su Qingli continued to translate.
"I like this kind of strong one." After saying that, he tore off Su Chan's black armor.
"Not bad, good stuff. Xiaoli, you did a good job this time. You can go as the agent."
Su Qingli was overjoyed and knelt beside Tang Ze, looking up expectantly: "Master, please give me strength."
"You little greedy cat, I'll give you some."
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