Chapter 287: The Life and Death Cliff
Borileimu was dressed in a simple long yellow cloak today. The silver hair at his temples didn’t make him seem old, but rather made him seem even more venerable.
Borileimu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
“What is going on? What time is it? Didn’t that Demon Arada drink the blood water of the warriors and agree to this fight? Why isn’t he here yet?” The seven Godly Generals stood shoulder to shoulder. Among the seven Godly Generals, a slightly plump man asked with his brows knitted, dissatisfied.
The Fifth Godly General Eriqier at the side said with a smile, “Senior Martial Brother, don’t worry! Look at Eldest Martial Brother! He’s not worried at all!”
