Zhang Long's words had just finished speaking.

The bald man in the distance laughed out loud and asked Zhang Long, "Niubi, do you know what you're talking about?" You look at the tattoos on my body and say it again. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Long replied with a real smile: "Poor Dao feels that it is too lonely to be alone in the mountains, so I hope to leave a little Taoist priest who can help the channel clean the yard together!" ”

These words made the smile on the bald man's face instantly stiffen.

He unconsciously tensed the muscles on his body, even his fists were clenched, and the whole person said to Zhang Long in a gloomy manner: "Taoist, some words may be interesting once or twice, but if you say too much, it will be annoying......

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