"No way, I'm just kind of dumb!" Mengmeng chuckled cheekily, threw away the empty box, and contentedly patted her belly. "I'm full, time for a good nap."
Then she sprawled herself on the clean floor.
Mu Xiao was particularly angry, grabbed her and tossed her outside the door, "I've never seen a lazier kid than you."
Then, 'bang,' he shut the door.
Mu Qian turned a blind eye to the two kids, pulled Wen Jiaren into a room, "You just cultivate here, Xiao'er is outside, I'll stay with you."
A loud "buzz" suddenly erupted in the sky above City A, the fluctuation of spiritual power instantly twisted and tore the space apart.
People from various sects in City A ran outside, looking in the direction of the fluctuation. "Someone has become a Ninth Level Dark King, which sect is it from, in that direction?"
"Seems like it's Dragon King Hall..."
At this moment in Dragon King Hall, Long Jing nearly went crazy with joy, his hearty laughter echoed throughout the sect:
