Brother?!

What is this monk calling around?

Seeing the monk staring at him and subconsciously shouting the title, Feng Qing'an's brows couldn't help but wrinkle, but soon he noticed that this young monk looked stunned and stunned on his face.

The monk wearing a blue robe, holding a purple gold bowl in one hand and a nine-ring copper staff in the other, the burly physique that the robe can not hide and the figure of two heads taller than ordinary people are fully displayed

"I really want to cultivate immortals! Chapter 208: A Similar Flower? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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