Shen lang sat up slowly and looked at the huge face in the sky.
At that moment, Zhu hongxue regained his mobility. He was in a daze for a while before he knelt down in Shen Lang's direction.
I, Zhu hongxue, greet Your Majesty. Long live, long live, long live! When he said this, his entire body was trembling, and tears were flowing out uncontrollably. He was so excited that he could not control himself.
Jiang Li's face in the sky wanted to say something, but he was silent and watched everything quietly.
No words could describe the excitement in Zhu hongxue's heart. No words could describe Zhu hongxue's mental journey.
Back then, he was young and arrogant. He felt that he was born in a transcendent force and was high and mighty, looking down on the entire human race.
