Yang Gathering Formation

When the psychics from the Mystic World were assigned to the vanguard team, they were so anxious that they went to look for Zhou Hengsheng to re-arrange.

If they joined the vanguard team, they would most likely die.

Hu Yu took a big bite of food and snorted. "He wants Venerable Liu to beg him? Dream on!"

Liu Yuanyuan did not say anything, but she agreed with Hu Yu.

Liu Sanniang smiled faintly. She had indeed never thought of begging Elder Zhou.

After dinner, Liu Yuanyuan cleaned up the dishes. It was already dark, so most of them washed up and went to bed after dinner.

When the sky lit up slightly, they heard the sound of a horn. And there were movements in every tent.

This was the first time Hu Yu was wearing armor. She felt that it was very novel, but she still couldn't help but complain, "The quality of this armor is really bad. I scratched it with my claws and it's broken."

However, she still put it on.