A dark cloud fell from the sky, and dense raindrops fell. Two girls in green skirts walked to a small path, followed by a young man, and behind him was a huge sword as big as half a door panel.

Wen Bingbing was the least injured among the three. The woman next to her, who looked a little tired, took Wen Bingbing's right hand and looked ahead with a smile on her face, "Bing'er, look, this is the capital of the mortal world, Huaining City. I heard there is a large auction house ...