Ji Chen looked at Sheng Yun's closed eyes, knowing that Fang Cai was in a hurry, he knocked down his eyelids, withdrew his gaze, and didn't say anything more.

The three dart masters were not familiar with the road in the suburbs of Beijing, and two hours later, the two cars arrived at Xiangji Temple one after the other.

In the temple, as soon as the group entered, Du Heng greeted him, clasped his hands together and said, "Lord Taiwei, donors, the back mountain is ready......

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