Zhuo Wen and others also rushed out one after another, following closely behind.

After the divine chain entered in the dark, the powerful divine thunder released from its surface also dissipated, and did not have any impact on Zhuowen and others.

When they skimmed on the space-time behemoth, they discovered that there were pavilions and pavilions on the back of the space-time behemoth, which looked like a small city.

Zhuo Wen and the others even saw that in some pavilions, there were still many monks chatting and laughing happily, drinking and chatting happily, some were beckoning friends, and some even stopped and looked outside.

"These guests are also going to the realm of witch gods, just like you!" said dimly.

Only then did Zhuo Wen and the others show their comprehension. Obviously, they were not the only people who went to the Witch God Realm.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen let out a light snort, his eyes fell on a pavilion to the east, and he saw a very familiar figure from the back.

It's just that the figure from the back was leaving the pavilion, so Zhuo Wen couldn't see the figure's front.

"Teacher, why have you been looking at that pavilion?"

Sensing the abnormality on Zhuo Wen's face, Shan Lingyun couldn't help asking.

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "I must have misread it! It's all right!"

Shan Lingyun curled her lips, but she didn't have the nerve to ask.

"Everyone, the time and space beasts are about to leave! You take your respective receipts and check in according to the rooms allocated on the receipts. Don't mistake the rooms, otherwise, if something goes wrong, we will not be responsible for it!"

After saying something dimly, he slid straight towards the head area of ??the space-time behemoth.

Zhuo Wen and the others were stunned, this dark attitude was too bad, unexpectedly no one came to guide them to their respective rooms, instead they asked them to look for them.

Zhuo Wen took out the receipt on his body, which said 'Grade C No. 10'.

The bills were given to them by the beautiful woman after Zhuo Wen paid for the spar, one for each person.

The rooms above the time-space behemoth are also graded, namely A, B, C, and D, with Grade A being the highest and Grade D being the lowest.

Because Grade A rooms were too expensive, and Grade D rooms were too simple, Zhuo Wen bought a Grade C room, which was just right.

"Teacher, I'm right next door to you!"

Shan Lingyun came over, glanced at Zhuowen's receipt, and with a joyful smile, she immediately showed Zhuowen the receipt in her hand.

On the receipt in Shan Lingyun's hand, the words 'Class C No. 9' were written.

Zhuo Wen rubbed Shan Lingyun's little head, and then led everyone towards the Class C area.

Since they were purchased together, the rooms where everyone is located are basically next to each other.

Zhuo Wen came to the door of No. 10, Class C, and lightly swiped the ticket on the magic circle in front of the door, and the door opened by itself.

Not long after Zhuowen entered the room, a figure appeared outside the door, lingering, as if hesitating.

"Who is it?" Zhuo Wen said loudly.

"I'm a messenger! Could you please open the door!" A rather young female voice came from outside the door.

Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, but he still walked forward and opened the door.

Outside the door, stood a girl in a pink skirt. She was timidly looking around outside the door, looking quite nervous.

After the door opened, the girl let out a low cry, and involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

"Message delivery?"

Only then did Zhuowen notice that the girl was holding an unopened envelope in her hand.

"Your Excellency's name is Zhuo Wen?" the girl in Luo skirt opened and closed her beautiful eyes and asked.

"I'm Zhuowen, why do you know my room number and name? And who asked you to send me a letter?"

Zhuo Wen looked at the girl coldly.

He didn't know the girl in front of him, but he knew his name, which made Zhuo Wen's heart feel cold.

If it weren't for the fact that the girl's breath is not strong, it's just a change of yin and yang, Zhuo Wen would have made a move long ago.

The girl was frightened by Zhuowen's tone, she hesitated when she spoke, and a trace of mist rose from her eyes. JrNovels.com