Blessed by the heavens

Qin shujian shook his head slightly as he watched the fallen ones leave. He then turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

He had helped the fallen race out of convenience.

To Qin shujian ...

Any living being in the inner world would have the same relationship with him.

Although he was born in the human race and was more inclined to the human race in nature, seriously speaking, whether it was the human race or not, he created it himself.

In simple terms.

The palm and the back of the hand were both considered meat.

Qin shujian would rarely kill anyone unless they provoked him.

Just like now.

The fallen ones were weak and were about to be annihilated in the aftermath of the battle, so he decided to lend a helping hand.

The weak were pathetic.

Qin shujian was also giving the other party a chance.

Whether or not these weaklings could rise up in the future could only depend on their own luck.

"What a pity!"