Before the curtain city could think about it, Qian'er's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The cross broke free from Makujo's hand as if it was being pulled by something, and kept jumping beside Qian'er, occasionally flashing the shadow of a scythe.

Qian'er stretched out her jade hand and gently stroked it, and there was a familiar feeling. Yes, it's familiar, this weapon seems to be his own, but it's just gone. The cross shook slightly, and there was a buzzing sound, joy, excitement, and some complaints.

Yes, this cross has been waiting for I don't know how long, and finally waited for its own master, the only one who can make itself recognized-Qian'er!

Qian'er opened her arms and hugged the cross into her arms, rubbing its body with a pretty face, comforting it.

The shogunate next to him was a little apprehensive, and turned his head to the side, not wanting others to see his depression, let alone letting people know that he actually ate the vinegar of a weapon...

Fat Tiger couldn't help laughing out of the pig cry, looking at the lost appearance of Makujo, his face was red, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, he could only sit on the ground and laugh non-stop.

Qian'er finally came back to her senses, put the cross behind her back, gently touched the ground with her white and tender feet, and slowly walked towards the shogunate. Under the amazed gaze of everyone, he wrapped his hands around Makujo's waist, stood on tiptoe and imprinted his sexy lips on Makujo's cheeks, and then buried his blushing pretty face deep behind Makujo. "It's stupid!

Makujo's body twisted, and he turned his body around in an instant. hugged Qian'er in his arms, hating to integrate her into his body. Time seemed to stop at this moment, and Fat Tiger's laughter came to an abrupt end, and Lulu turned her face to the side, feeling indecent and disrespectful.

Lan Lan in the distance was quite touched when she saw this scene, glanced at the strengthening Wang beside her, stomped her feet hatefully and turned around to go to the next floor.

"Ahem, it's almost, it'll be a statue in a while. I don't know how long it took, Fat Tiger's voice rang out.

Qian'er broke free from Makujo's embrace, turned her back to everyone, and kept rubbing her cheeks with both hands, but the blush lingered for a long time...

Makucheng was still reminiscing about the feeling just now, hating the fat tiger for disturbing the sweetness of the two, but it was not easy to say anything, looking at Qian'er's blushing face and wanting to go over and kiss it, but he was a little hesitant. For so many years, the two held hands at most and hugged for a while, so they were afraid that such behavior would cause Qian'er's dissatisfaction, so they hesitated for a long time and decided to give up.

"Let's go to the last floor and take a look, don't make Lan Lan wait too long. Makujo finally spoke to avoid being embarrassed again.

...

Seghardt waited in the hall, the appointed time had passed, and Platani had not yet returned. Seren kept moving around the hall, his agitation about to explode.

"Can you sit down and wait quietly for a while, you're shaking my head dizzy. Seghart was also a little upset, but fortunately, years of cultivation kept him from losing his bearings.

"You have set up such a scheme to force me to surrender, if you can't bring my people safely, even if you fight for your life today, you won't be happy, hum!" Seren was concerned about the reluctance of his clansmen to surrender, and at this time vented the dissatisfaction in his heart.

At this moment, the doorman came to report that a large number of fire dragons had gathered outside the door, and he didn't know what to do. When Seren heard this, he rushed out, ignoring what the city lord would think. Seghart walked out with him, wanting to ask Platani what was going on and why it took so long.

Outside the door, a large number of fire dragons lined up neatly, waiting quietly. Seren stood on a high place and looked down, secretly counting the number of his clansmen in his heart, and only let out a long sigh when he saw that there was no loss. Seghart knelt down on one knee at the rushing Sagehat, "There was a lot of offense to my subordinates just now, and I hope the city lord will forgive me!"

"It doesn't matter. Seghardt saw that Seren was still aware of the proportions and admitted his identity in front of his people, so he didn't pursue anything more. Glancing at the group of fire dragons, there was no figure of the Golden Stone Giant, and he couldn't help but turn to the doorman and asked, "Didn't Platani come back?

"Back to the city lord, I didn't see the Lord Commander come back just now. The doorman knelt on one knee and replied respectfully with his hands folded.

"Lord of the City, on the way back to take us, the Golden Golem saw several other lords leading his men out, so he visited the territories of several of them in turn, destroying their lair by the way. And then—" A slightly bolder dragon flew up to Serun's side and said to Seghart in a trembling voice.

"What happened after that, go on. Seghart asked again.

After that, he told us to come on our own, saying that he wanted to find out some news and would be back later. The fire dragon took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and said as clearly as he could.

When Seghardt heard that Platani had ruined the territory of those guys, he secretly said that it was not good, this guy was too reckless. But it's already happened, and it's useless to say anything, so let's wait until he comes back to make plans.

...

The Zakun group came to the deep sea, and the towering castle loomed, and although the eyes could see it, they could not feel its presence. It was there, but it seemed to be empty, and this feeling made everyone's hearts palpitate.

"Since you're here, come in!" came an ethereal voice from the castle.

The voice woke everyone up, looked at the castle, forced their composure, and slowly walked towards the door.

As soon as they entered the castle, the gate disappeared as if it had never existed. There is a staircase leading to the top at the corner of the castle, but it is locked. The hall was empty, as if it were a cage that imprisoned the people.

At this moment, a huge eye appeared on the wall, staring at the crowd closely. The ethereal voice sounded again, "Come up with your best subordinates, it's up to you to where you go, and as for those inconsequential guys, I'll arrange it..."

As the voice fell, the space gradually distorted, and a large number of his subordinates suddenly disappeared, leaving only the commander level still around. Immediately after, the space began to shatter, and the three major lords were separated from each other, with only a few of their own subordinates by their side.

In front of them was a door, behind which something was impossible to see. But everyone has no choice but to walk in, since they have come here, they can only accept their fate, hoping to get a glimmer of life here.

The three lords did not hesitate, and walked over with a few subordinates around them...