Donghuang had been killed, and now, only the spiritual Emperor was left.
When Fang ping arrived with everyone, the spiritual Emperor had not fled, nor had he thought of escaping.
An Emperor also had the dignity of an Emperor.
However, the crowd saw a different scene.
At the spirit Emperor's feet, a cat as fat as a pig was tugging at the spirit Emperor's leg, trying to pull him away.
"Master, let's go!"
"Let's go!"
"Wuwu ... Let's go, okay?"
"Big cat said,'just hide. Big cat master won't kill you ...'"
The three fat cats were pulling the spirit Emperor with great effort.
Heavenly King Zhen didn't stop him.
At the side, Cang Mao looked around sneakily. When he saw Fang ping and the others, he looked dejected.
The scammer is here!
The spirit Emperor didn't move at all. He held a long sword in his hand, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look even more arrogant and cold.
Leave?
She wasn't leaving!
