In the sky, Wen Bingbing lowered her head and glanced at Long Yu, holding the dragon pattern gun behind her with her right hand, a smile on her face, "Why don't you leave?" A cold wind in the air blew Long Yu's body, and the grass on the ground faintly float. As if being blown by some strong wind, the water on the ground condensed into a line of ice.

Long Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Wen Bingbing with a smile, and opened a Bagua array in his left hand. ...