Looking at the unburned paper money, it is clear that someone has been here and has not been gone for a long time.

"I didn't expect it, I was still a step late." While Frost was a little lost, she remembered the carriage she met on the way, which gave her a glimmer of hope.

"Presumably they should not be far from us, and it is still too late to chase after us. However, we have to travel light. It's too late! Luoshuang looked at the little master beside him.

However, the little master walked up to the tombstone, bowed deeply to it, and then said, "Amitabha! Good, good, good! ”

After a moment of silence, he also left.

The two of them immediately changed into light horses and headed towards the ......

Chapter 167 of "The Pearl of the Drunken Immortal Altar": The inn is stormy, and the blood gradually avoids the edge of the dragon is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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