The faint sandalwood wafted into his nose, Feng Qing'an looked sideways, and suddenly saw the tall figure of Ying Ying longing in the crowd of onlookers.

Pingwu County ghosts!

"We have no right to interfere in humanitarian matters, and I ask my son to forgive me!"

When he saw Feng Qing'an's gaze, Pingwu County Chenghuang, who led a group of ghosts and gods to watch, bowed down and saluted.

"Hmm!"

Feng Qing'an nodded, ignoring this group of ghosts and gods, the ghosts and gods worshiped by the people

"I really want to cultivate immortals! 》Chapter 182 Yin and Yang are all in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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