Lu Haotian reached out and grabbed the old lady version of Lu Mengmeng, who was about to cause damage to her demonic form.
He said to Lu Mengmeng, "We don't know where to start if we try to find the culprit ourselves."
Why not let her foresee where the culprit is?
This way, we can find the culprit as quickly as possible.
The old lady version of Lu Mengmeng blinked her A4-paper-thick eyes, wondering if it was their little baby.
Although he has a bad temper.
But her IQ is pretty good!
You're right.
Why didn't I think of this way of recycling waste?
Knowing that waste can be reused: ...
I feel like I've been attacked!
But she felt that being attacked was useless.
In front of Lu Mengmeng, the cicada spirit has no right to be a demon.
The old lady version of Lu Mengmeng squinted her already tiny eyes and said leisurely, "Draw it!"
Only useful waste will be reused.
"Useless trash, people are all taken away and burned~"
The immense demonic aura emanating from Lu Mengmeng proved that she was not lying.
Cicada Spirit: There are so many powerful monsters outside who bully the weak. I'm never going out again, sob sob!
Lu Haotian, Qi Zian, and Lu Mengmeng stood not far away.
Six eyes stared intently at the cicada spirit, who lay on the ground drawing a prophetic picture.
The cicada spirit felt immense pressure, and cold sweat poured down its face.
Before long, she started lying on the ground and wailing.
"Wow! I can't predict it! Waaaaaah!"
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