Wu Lao pushed lightly, really angry.

When the smoke vanished, the beginning of the night froze in place, and his feet were wrapped around the cold conpoy like vines.

"Master!"

Leng Yao was taken aback.

It's done.

The vines are completely falling apart, and the entanglement is basically the end.

"It's mine......

"Peerless Tianjiao: Five Hundred Years to Live at the Beginning" Chapter 242 The output to yourself is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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