The flame soul dog that was whirring and blazing, the ghost king who saw it was very excited, and applauded again and again: "Okay! What a dog, if you can be selected, grandpa will give you a collar to hang around the neck of the ghost chick, and let you lead it to be the master." ”

Hearing a sentence into the ears of the ghost, not only did he not show a little anger, but reminded the old black Jiao: "Did you hear it? Grandpa can speak, you want to be selected, I am yours as a ghost, as long as you are happy, you can take it out and slip away." ”

The end of the hammer handle held by the yellow croaker turned into a green onion head, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, do you hear? For the sake of our time, give me the strength to die......

Chapter 337 of "The Legend of the Black Dog Cultivating Immortals" are all poor ghosts are being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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