Zhao Lin and Cai Minghou had just taken out their weapons when they saw that they were surrounded by bean soldiers and not even half of the pirates were left. What were they fighting for? !
The two of them looked at each other and put away their weapons. They muttered to themselves, “F * ck them. If the damage can’t compare, then forget it. They won’t even have a chance to attack. In the future, when they are with Meng Jingtian...” They might as well just be a bystander and call him 666.
“Thank you, Lord God, for saving our race. Please accept our most sincere gratitude!”
As soon as the Pirates left, the SEAFOLK cheered and knelt down to Meng jingtian.
“Ding! Congratulations, mission completed!”
“Ding! Congratulations, you have received the Seafolk’s gratitude, a clue to the door of miracles, and a seafolk token (orange) × 1.”
