What Year Is It This Year?

Lenny and the others didn't ask if the Great Spirit Masters lying on the ground were poisoned by Beiting Huang's white furballs. There was really no need to ask such nonsense. However, to be able to poison powerful human Great Spirit Masters, how strong were these cute white furballs?

Someone wanted to ask, but swallowed his saliva and swallowed the words he wanted to ask. No matter what strength they showed, they were beings that people looked up to.

"Everyone, move aside!"

Beiting Huang kept retreating. She pushed Mu Qingling back with her hand. Lenny and the others knew that she was going to blast open the cell door, so they also retreated.

The hardness of every cell door was not inferior to the door of this dungeon, and this door could not be opened from the inside. The key to the door of the dungeon had always been in the hands of the Imperial Capital's garrison general. In other words, the key was in Changting's hands.