B City, Wen Xi, protected by the Spirit Plant, did not notice the uproar outside. Had a long time passed?
Actually, it had only been a few minutes.
Qin Yuan and Yu Sheng were busy and didn't notice anything unusual.
After putting the biscuits into the oven, Wen Xi pressed a button and watched the numbers jump, her fingers slightly curled.
For some reason, she felt uneasy.
Was it almost over?
How were Qin Yu and the others?
Wen Xi suddenly regretted her refusal, but she seemed to have forgotten what she had just declined.
This sense of haziness was very strange; she felt a tightness in her chest.
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To risk the smaller against the larger? Merely because the Major Plane was too new, far from being as solid and stable as the Minor Plane, risking the smaller was inevitable.
They didn't give the other deities any time, but with the Demonic Monk so dominant, how could Qin Yu compete?
