"Run! Quick, run!"
"This woman is too fierce, we can't handle her! If this goes on, we're all dead!"
"Damn it, that Spilt Water Can't Be Regained is just a coward relying on a woman!"
"As long as the green hills remain, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood. When that kid is alone, it'll be his dying day!"
This group of players no longer had the guts to fight the Demon King Zier head-on, and they fled into the forest, soon disappearing out of sight.
"Senior, didn't you say you wouldn't help me? Why did you change your mind?"
Su Ran chuckled, "Women are soft-hearted. Thanks, senior, for helping me out."
"They were out of luck. If it weren't for that ghost corpse escaping, I wouldn't have bothered with your business!"
After venting just now, the Demon King Zier was in a much better mood and tossed a small porcelain bottle to Su Ran. "This is the Heavenly Spirit Liquid. I consider my promise fulfilled. Take it!"
Finally got it!
