"Sure, sure, where are we going next?" The others also resurrected on the spot as if they had taken health potions, each more energetic than the other.
Ling Chuxi's face was filled with black lines. It seemed that she had still underestimated the fighting power of these natural shopaholics.
"Ling Xuantong," At this moment, uncle he, Shangguan wuyou, and the others appeared in front of him.
"Shangguan zhenhe," Uncle Tong's eyes flashed as he looked at uncle he.
Although neither of them deliberately released any pressure, and their tone was calm, everyone felt an invisible pressure. The group of little guys who were just excitedly discussing where to go and go crazy immediately quieted down, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
"Twenty years ago, you and I didn't have a clear winner. Do you dare to fight me again today?" Uncle he said.
"Why wouldn't I?" Uncle Tong said.
