lt;The Pocket Dimens

In the same large iron pot, green vegetables were being cooked. The vegetable soup had no oil at all.,Chen Dahui let out a cold snort and kicked the sodden Nian on the ground. "This bad omen is probably pretending to be dead, Erhe, Sanhe, keep beating him.",A pebble, imbued with a bit of power, struck Chen family brothers' knees without deviation. The three brothers instantly felt numbness in their knees and knelt on the ground, unable to stand up.。