In the mouth of compassion, in the unusually quiet ghost realm, after waiting for a long time and not seeing his son return, the crab who likes to be lively was anxious to sit still, so he simply sat on the ground with his butt and took out a few dried fish from his arms and gnawed them.

But seeing that the dried fish in his hand was eaten up, he looked up and squinted, but saw that the ghost king without regrets had combed his hair, half-squinted his ghost eyes, and sat on the throne in a daze, without saying a word, as if this was the normal state that should have been in the ghost realm.

I couldn't help but shout: "Hey, I said old ghost, this selection of hair is over, why do you still cover the crater, just spread out to breathe?"

The ghost king still didn't say a word......

"The Legend of the Black Dog Cultivating Immortals" Chapter 362 The Newborn White Dragon is not afraid of crabs is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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