After saying this, the group of npcs turned around and continued to beat up Balaya and the others.
“Blasphemy? These are the guys who smashed my idol?”Meng Jingtian rubbed his chin and muttered. It seemed like they were npcs, not Nangong Lin.
He watched as these npcs were beaten black and blue by the group of Grandmasters. After a long time, they finally stopped.
“Eh? who called me just now?”
“Ah! Lord God!”
“Lord God, when did you come? These Little Rascals dared to disrespect your idol. Please punish them, Lord God!”
Finally, someone noticed Meng Jingtian. He looked like a good kid who was complaining to his teacher, pointing at Balaya and the others who were curled up on the ground.
Meng Jingtian rubbed his nose. ‘I’ve been here for a long time, alright?’?
‘It’s just that you guys seemed to be fighting very vigorously just now, directly ignoring me!’!
“Kill him!”Meng Jingtian looked down from above, coldly looking at Balaya and the others.
