r.But now, Fang Yu wouldn't even let him play!This time, he couldn't bear it any longer!Huang Xiaolong glared at Fang Yu angrily, his eyes bloodshot.Fang Yu, however, smiled faintly and said, "Alright...As soon as these words were spoken, Anran's expression changed.

"That's right, you're being so noisy! You won't stop talking. Don't you want to get beaten up" Han MiaoYi's right eye flashed red light as she clenched her fists and threatened, "The Master allows you to stand here, it's already your good fortune!"

An Ran's face became even worse.

As a Holy King, he was considered high-ranking within the Holy Academy system. In the past, he lived a life of luxury and comfort, receiving respect and preferential treatment wherever he went.

But today, at Fang Yu's place, he suffered repeated setbacks and even faced ridicule and humiliation!

"Yu walked into Jiǔcéng Tǎ, stepped on a prohibition, and the wooden plaque in his hand instantly shattered. 。At the same time, the scene around him also changed. 。Obviously, this nine-story tower is a...