It's the old man who swept the floor just now, but it's already the same as before. Originally, the rickety back was as tall as a pine, and although the wrinkles on it were still criss-crossed like the bark of the tree, the light flashed between the eyes, and even the gray beard under the chin showed a hint of grandmaster demeanor. At the same time as the old man passed by me like the wind, a wave of Taoist power came out, and red blood rolled down like a waterfall. ...

"This Master Isn't Too Cold" Chapter 114 The bare shoulder didn't her is hitting her in the hand, please wait a moment,

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