One hundred and thirty-nine. Convergence
"Little master, but what's the matter?"
The spirit of the old Taoist priest is very good, and it seems that this cave is blessed to raise people and give birth to such a person.
He also understands very well that Yang Quli is here to find him, so those people behind him are naturally his cronies, and he doesn't need to ask.
"Dao Chief, do you remember the resentful spirits in the hotel that day?" Yang Quli was in a hurry, and he was not polite.
"The wraith...... Poor Dao naturally remembers, that day you broke the resentful spirit, and the rest of the soul was collected by Poor Dao, but unfortunately the affairs are busy, and there is no time to overdo it. ”
He shook his head, still not as talented as a teenager and sighed.
"The wraith......
"Hug My Husband Wandering in Time and Space" One hundred and thirty-nine. Jusan is playing in the hand, please wait a moment,
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