Li Zhiyuan: "I reminded you to increase the amount, why are you still daydreaming."
Zhao Yi immediately snapped back, saying, "It's fine, I'm good now."
After confirming Zhao Yi's condition, Li Zhiyuan calmed himself and began to officially initiate the process.
The one inside the coffin was deduced to be in the official general's divination state, while he had to take a different path.
Since you are unwilling to descend upon me,
then descend upon... my puppet!
"Bang!"
The White Crane Child was punched back, his body flying through the air.
After landing, he clutched his chest, healing his own Divination Child's injuries; otherwise, he feared that after the battle, his Divination Child would be permanently disabled.
Immediately, he stood up again, needing to go back in and protect that useless Masked Man.
But this time, it was different.
The useless Masked Man first spread his legs, then opened his left palm, clenched his right fist, and then pushed off with one leg!
