However, the situation at that time was that kind of face that he couldn't get by, and it was this mentality of slapping a swollen face and being fat that forced him to take out his high-grade spar. Gang, I hate the most strange and cold war, although he is very painful, although he also regrets it very much. However, after seeing the admiring eyes of everyone, he felt good about himself again, raised his head, and walked into the Fushi Guild. After the most enemy seal was left alone, another monk took out his own spar and walked into the talisman master...

Chapter 228 of "The Road of Futian" The President of the Rune Guild is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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