iaotiao to my cave.” 。"Qian Dali said a word, threw a black token to the kind-faced monk, and then flew away riding his treasure gourd." 。"Yes, Uncle Master!" The kind-faced cultivator nodded and bow...the Misty Sword Realm, I accidentally came across it. Since you didn't ask again, I didn't mention it." Lu Xia Tian had a hint of embarrassment on his face. Being caught red-handed in front of everyon...
Chapter 1100: The Black Ghost Robe