"Boom!"
A mini mushroom cloud suddenly rose into the air.
Hot waves rolled in every direction, scaring the crap out of Wang Tiandi, who was happily munching on a watermelon not far away. His butt seemed to sprout hemorrhoids, and he leaped up in fright.
What the—?
Explosion, bombs?
Thank goodness I didn't join in!
Next to Wang Tiandi, Bai Xiaoyi, who was observing the situation calmly under Yi Lin's direction, was equally astonished.
Even the usually icy Nie Hongxue's snow-white beautiful eyes rippled for a brief moment.
Master, dead?
How is that possible?
Isn't there a saying, 'Good men don't live long, troublemakers last a thousand years'?
How could it be gone just like that!
Once she realized what happened, Bai Xiaoyi's big eyes began to whirl with tears, and she drifted forward instinctively: "Master! Don't die, please!"
"Cough, cough, cough. Don't just jinx me like that, Xiao Bai."
