Asking Chen Ping to find a hotel at night is not a way of hospitality.

And he still has wounds on his body.

"Did you bring your ID?" Jiang Xue asked.

Chen Ping shook his head, he was an immortal cultivator, he didn't use his mobile phone much, what was he doing with his ID card.

"So you'd better sleep at home honestly,......

"I've become an immortal emperor, you let me pour water to wash my feet?" Chapter 81: Sweet Dreams! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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