It seems really afraid, look, it's trembling slightly~
Laughing to death, what kind of Evil God is this?
Rather than calling it an Evil God, it's more like a vicious but cowardly dog that doesn't dare to bite... Sigh, so relatable...
For a moment, everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and the atmosphere gradually turned bizarre.
The cellar fell into several minutes of indescribable eerie silence.
After a while, a fat guy, while holding back tears from the pain earlier, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Pfft, is this even considered an Evil God? Hahaha—hic!"
Laughing is usually infectious.
Unfortunately, it stopped abruptly this time before spreading.
Only to see Xu Shu suddenly act, grabbing the odd fellow, walking to the Golden Altar, and stuffing him into the dark, unknown crack.
The man's physique was very fat, over one meter seventy tall, weighing at least two hundred pounds.
