I don't know if the monster was scared away by Zhang Dagen's laughter, or if he just wanted to get the ball of light, the old man had the ball of light in his mouth, and retreated into the grass and disappeared.

Zhang Dagen held the last ball of light in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

The old man never appeared again, and it was only after a few minutes that Zhang Dagen got up and checked his body, although he was not injured, his clothes were ......

"I Am Not an Evil Cultivator" Chapter 94 The night is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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