"Lords, don't worry. I'll definitely remind them carefully when I hand it over. I definitely won't let the air-transportation spiritual weapon fall into the hands of the demonic cultivators," the king replied solemnly.
After that, the companions allowed the king to take the air-transportation spiritual weapons away and distribute them.
The next day.
Lu Zijia, who was setting up the city-protecting array outside the imperial city, looked at the few people who kept flying in the sky with a speechless and helpless look.
So what if they were flying? Why did they have to fly around the area above them? She kept reflexively wanting to attack them. They were simply asking for a beating!
"Should we shoot these guys down and roast them?" Lu Zijia put down the array flags in her hand, put her hands on her hips and said gloomily.
