"Um...."
"I think so too..."
"So... let's go have afternoon tea and ignore them for now."
Li Qingyu withdrew the spirit fire, covered his mouth, and yawned.
After afternoon tea, it's time for a nap.
"afternoon tea?"
However, before Boss Ha could answer, Qiao Cheng, who was wildly slashing with her sword, suddenly exclaimed.
"Qingyu, come on, come on! Hurry up and finish this pig, then we'll have pig's head meat for afternoon tea!"
Qiao Cheng suddenly didn't want to play anymore.
She got hungry while fighting.
"Damn humans, how dare you look down on this old pig!"
"Originally, I was planning to take my time playing around, but since you, human, are so..."
laugh!!!
Abala's angry words had not yet faded.
A sudden flash of black light appeared, and the sound abruptly stopped.
Snap.
The next second, a huge pig's head with disbelief in its eyes slowly fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of gravel and dust.
"Damn, Qingyu, your Imperial Sword is so cool!"
"Let me play with it!"
Seeing that Abala, whom she had fought for so long, was killed in a second, Qiao Cheng excitedly used her orange juice sword to pick up the pig's head that had fallen to the ground with its eyes wide open in death, and ran to Li Qingyu's side.
He stared intently at the Painful Madness, which was hovering beside Li Qingyu and enveloped in dark blood energy.
And there was Boss Ha standing to the side.
The expert persona crumbled instantly, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at the dog in agony.
"this...."
"This is the very human emperor's sword that completely obliterated the Ten Continents!?"
Boss Ha suddenly panicked.
I thought the human Daoist was just so-so, able to fight a pig for half a day, so everyone seemed to be at the same level.
But now it seems...
The level of the Daoist master may be so-so, but the level of the Daoist artifact is...
This is absolutely insane!
Fortunately, the Thirteen Continents did not participate in this Civilization Competition; otherwise, they would have been utterly defeated and vomited blood in the face of a contestant wielding an Imperial Artifact.
"What are you going to do? You can't play."
Li Qingyu ignored Qiao Cheng's request and casually withdrew Painful Madness.
"Let's go, after we finish our afternoon tea, let's go back and take a nap."
"There are still matches to come, so I need to get plenty of rest."
With that, Li Qingyu floated toward the still intact Wang Shen Restaurant.
Seeing this, Qiao Cheng quickly picked up the pig's head and followed.
"Just touch it, just let me touch it once."
"Really... Qingyu, you're so stingy! It was just a touch!~"
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