After all, strictly speaking, the three of them are like gods.
Turning his hands is heaven, cover your hands to the ground, and control life and death!
Xiao Tian didn't care too much about these details, but looked at an uncle selling sweet potatoes on the street with a proud gesture and indifferent tone like a god.
"Where is Luo Wuji?"
"Panlong Bay." The master of the sweet potato did not have a sense of fear at all. While answering Xiao Tian's words, he also rolled the sweet potatoes in the cart stove.
Because at this moment, a woman holding her child is buying sweet potatoes in front of the booth.
Although many people look up at them, why should everyone do?
Those who walk around the streets continue to walk, the dog walking dog walking dogs in the park, chess chess, and going to work.
Chapter completed!