Liu Qinxue and Tang Bin were not kind to my words.

At that moment, the courtyard gate opened, and the three of us stopped joking and looked at the courtyard gate together.

A middle-aged man with a face like a knife and his eyes shining, wearing a delicately cut bright yellow gown and holding a nine-section purple bamboo, stepped out of the door of the compound.

Purple bamboo is one of the more precious bamboos in bamboo, like this one......

"Master Founder Ancestor: I am the person who demolishes the temple in Yincao! Chapter 20 Death is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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