"Lin Lao!"

Cao Tiancheng led someone to break in, and almost opened the bed curtain with a slam of time.

It turned out that Lin Lao was sitting at the head of the old man's bed with a sad face at this time, holding the old man's hand with both hands, his eyes were red, obviously he had just cried......

"Huh?"

......

"Ten Thousand Years of Cultivation" [038] Dead ...... Dead? Hand hitting, please wait a moment,

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