Wan Yanshuang looked at Parker who had returned calmly, his indifferent expression slightly changed, and a dignified color appeared in his eyes.
Shuai Qianhou raised his eyebrows slightly, said a waste in his heart, and shook his head.
I don’t know whether this sentence refers to Parker or Ye Ling who is already dead.
“Let’s go.” Parker smiled lightly, as if picking up a trash and throwing it into the trash can.
Lou Lanlin and the other three were stunned. They didn’t expect that Ye Ling, who was ranked third in the Lords of Gods list, would be beheaded by Parker so easily, there was no way to resist, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a beating.
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