Lin Yuan pointed to Chen Ping, “This is Chen Ping, the person Master found from the Fifteenth Heaven, he said he can help us overthrow the Protoss Alliance.” ”
Lao Zhao’s mouth opened, and then he laughed out loud, “Just him? True Wonderland Second Grade? ”
He turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, the expression on his face was like he was watching a joke, “Leader, you are not mistaken, are you? We can pull out a person from Freedom Valley, and his cultivation level is higher than his, what can he help us? Help us serve tea and pour water? ”
A few people followed in the hall, all of whom were the backbone of Freedom Valley.
A thin and tall man, a sixth-rank true wonderland, wearing a gray sermon robe and holding a folding fan in his hand, looked crepe.
A middle-aged woman, a fifth-rank true fairyland, with two short knives hanging from her waist, her eyes were very sharp.
There was also an old man with gray hair and a cultivation level of the seventh rank of the True Immortal Realm, leaning on the door frame and squinting at Chen Ping.
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