The chief of the Burning Sun Sect and the others looked at the mountain behind the sect. Some of them smiled, while some sighed. But on the whole, the five giants seemed happy.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Lin Tian couldn't help smiling. Old Drunkard was really liked by his brothers.

"By the way, chief, Sir. Pu and others..."

In the distance, Pu An and other deacons fell to the ground. He didn't know how their wounds were now. He walked up to ...