The end

Hearing this, bartayev frowned. He took out his token and smiled.

"Two third grade martial Saints really dare to come and court death. Looks like they're her companions. It's a pity that they're both men. Are you stupid? don't delay my business."

Batayev didn't care. In his eyes, two level 3 martial Saints couldn't cause any trouble.

The two men under him were both fourth-grade martial Saints. It would be a piece of cake to kill them!

"Received!"

The two of them immediately nodded. One of them looked to the East, while the other looked to the North. They knew that these two people would arrive very soon.

"I didn't expect you to have a companion. But your companion is too weak. It's a pity that he can't save you. Today, you can only be my underling!"

With a smile, batayev slowly walked to Ji yaoyue. He touched her cheek and blinked.