had spent too long with these worldly mortals, cultivating a conceited attitude. Now, he had finally met his match. 。The portly monk, with a pained expression, pulled out a low-grade spiritual sword a..."Big Brother Lu, before Father finds me, you must have known me, right Otherwise, why would we cultivate the same kung fu" 。"Ye Ziyu said urgently," 。"What was I like before"

"How do you think back on things from the past now" Lu Xia Tian continued. 。"When the headache became unbearable, I would force myself to stop." 。Sometimes, I still find myself thinking about it unconsciously. 。ng from the powerful crossbow arrows. The two ape-headed, serpent-bodied ghosts, already weakened at their end, were powerless to dodge and were directly pierced by the black beams, becoming tattered...