At more than eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, a lot of figures appeared in the attics of several courtyards next to them, except for Li Rong and those old guys from the Ninth Secret Service, there were also some people from other Daomen, they were all dressed in black and masked, and they were quietly galloping towards the bottom of the mountain like ghosts.

Obviously, there are many people who don't understand Longhu Mountain's abrupt convening of the Daomen Conference. Even if he shows a very obedient face on the surface......

"Yin Master" Chapter 197 Can You Hear My Voice It's hitting with your hand, please wait a moment,

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