Chapter 742: Dead Dao Friends Don't Die Poor Dao
"Cao Zhangjiao, President Ding, without the participation of the uncrowned king of the cultivation world, most of your cultivation festivals at home and abroad will be lost, and if the dragon rider passes through the door and does not enter, your cultivation festivals at home and abroad will be worthless, you say, is there any truth to what our family said?"
The old eunuch walked around in front of Cao Yixian and Ding Wu with his hands behind his back, yin and yang were so strange that they were bitter and mean, for him, in terms of intrigue, these two little cubs were just chicks, and they were not elegant at all.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, where there are rivers and lakes, there are conflicts of interests, and where there are conflicts of interests, it is inevitable that each has its own thoughts, not to mention that the people who participate in this practice festival involve various sects, even if there are only Cao Yixian and Ding Wu, those two people are also fighting openly and secretly, if they can, they both want to step each other into the quagmire, and then stand on each other's shoulders and climb the place where the flowers and plants are delicious, there will be no hesitation at all.
This dragon rider passed through the door and did not enter, which is definitely a good excuse, even if he can't step the other party into the quagmire, at least he can cut his face hard.
You held a practice meeting, and the dragon rider happened to meet you, and he cleaned up your doorman, and then walked away to meet that bullshit