Chapter 11 (1/2)

”Hoo...”

Su Chen spits out a mouthful of turbid gas, slowly opens his eyes, flashing a fine awn in his eyes.

At this moment, he had a trace of self-protection in this completely strange parallel world.

If he has enough energy, he can teleport as long as he can.

But he was not sure what level of magic energy in his body was in the six levels of cultivation?

”Well? What's the matter with Tony, the Marquis of Vauban? ”

Su Chen saw the records in the chat group, the corner of his mouth took out, slightly shook his head and covered his forehead.

Marquis wobang: ”the chatting group of endless dimensions, if this is not the eye blocking God power, it must be a powerful and extreme existence.”

Tony has no money: ”nonsense! The great power of the Lord is far beyond your imagination. ”

Marquis wobang: ”Oh Do you know what will happen to anyone who dares to speak to me in this tone, except the one in the Middle Kingdom? ”

Tony had no money: ”cut, what's the end of it? Why don't you go to heaven when you talk so hard? ”

Tony had no money: ”and, you think it's Middle Ages? Return the Marquis? I'm afraid it's not an antique, is it

Tony doesn't have money: ”yes, only the antiques living in the middle ages can say this kind of so-called myth of theocracy.”

Tony had no money: ”gods? It's just a trick for the people in power. But it's all right. You, Tony, will forgive you, an ignorant ancient man

Tony Stark, as a bohemian genius, takes up people, which is also a lever.

Marquis wobang: ”the dignity of the king must not be insulted! I declare that from today on, you will be the king's enemy

I'm not slim:

”The fourth generation of fire shadow”: ”

How do they feel, this is a real big guy?