Chapter: 3843

Unfortunately, it's not suitable for this.

Slightly pondering, Zhang Han left the sanctuary, turned into the appearance of Maier, came to the East Garden, took out the token, walked into it, sat cross-legged on a tree, and slowly closed his eyes.

"kill!"

Sinan, the lord of Dragonscale City, was a little tired.

Really tired.

All precautions were taken, but Dragonscale City was still stolen.

If something happened to the high-grade Crystal Palace, then Dragonscale City would really go bankrupt. If so, the medicine garden and holy spirit water would be empty, and the impact would be a bit big.

"Who the hell!"

Si Nan killed some people in a rage and calmed down slightly.

Facing this blow, he was already a little sluggish.

The whole person is dumbfounded.

Near the Dragon Scale City, after massacring within a hundred miles, he returned to the Dragon Scale City.

The review is still going on, but he knows that nothing may be found.

"Who could it be?"

"Could it really be someone from King Realm?"

"My brother, King Liu, has quite a few enemies, but they wouldn't come to Outland to deal with Dragonscale City, right? Even if Dragonscale City is destroyed, what does it matter? Could it be that they deliberately want to hate King Liu?"

Si Nan sat on a chair in the main hall, but after thinking about it, his expression changed and his eyes became cold and sharp.

Whoosh!

With a movement of his body, he came to the practice room very quickly.

This is where he usually comprehends spiritual warfare, why is there someone else?

"Um?"

Sinan's expression paled, and he could see that the person in front of him was a member of the Holy Church, standing in front of the pattern he had comprehended.

How dare a mere subordinate dare to swagger here?

Death can already be declared.

Si Nan didn't even bother to say anything, and when he was about to make a move, who would have guessed that the man opened his mouth first:

"City Lord Sinan, his comprehension of spiritual warfare is extremely weak."

While speaking, the man in silver armor pointed to the pattern on the wall: "With this understanding, it's not even a layer of fur."

"What?"

Si Nan frowned, just about to get angry, but his face suddenly calmed down, he laughed at himself, and said:

"You have played Dragonscale City twice in the palm of your hand. You are very powerful. I, Sinan, did not expect that one day you would suffer such a disadvantage. Who are you?"