The ghost night cried that the displeasure on the old face was even more sufficient.

Ghost Night Cry has a Chinese face, dark and thick eyebrows, a pair of bull's eyes like knives, a straight nose, and a leader's appearance, not angry and arrogant.

In addition, he was already an earth immortal-level cultivator, and as soon as he let go of his coercion, Wang Tianwang was so frightened that he trembled like chaff and sweated like pulp.

"I don't want to listen to your objective reasons! Let me ask you, why can't you give full play to your own subjective initiative?! If you can't meet your KPIs this month, don't be a hall master! Let's go clean the toilet! ”

The ghost night cried and slapped the case, and the poor table was struck by the earth fairy in anger, and it turned into a ball......

"Little Demon Sister Asks Me to Cultivate" Chapter 92: Ye Injury is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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