When the time comes, no matter how high their cultivation levels are, how can they withstand the wheel battles of so many disciples from the Saintess Sect?
"What are you thinking about?"
Fifth Senior Brother looked at Little Junior Sister, whose expression was alternately gloomy and sinisterly smiling, and walked over to ask.
Better not cause any trouble for him; they cannot afford to provoke those few people. If Little Junior Sister continues to be so ungrateful, they might not even be able to protect her!
Little Junior Sister was imagining something wonderful, when she suddenly heard a voice by her ear, startling her. She shot a reproachful look at Fifth Senior Brother.
"Fifth Senior Brother, are you trying to scare me to death by speaking suddenly?"
Her voice was somewhat cold and questioning, increasingly feeling that this Fifth Senior Brother was no longer easy to get along with. He wasn't like this before.
