C1478 Divergent means of escape

After a while, in Tian Ge's palace, his clone was leaning on a jade pillar, drinking the old wine that Nan Yi had given him, Tian Ge who was wearing a purple cheongsam sat on the throne, a dark expression on his face, fiddling with the earrings he had just pulled out.

"That damnable Lian Aotian, I really want to chop him up and feed him to the Magical Beast!"

"It's easy to chop him off