The little fat man's heart trembled and he said bitterly: "Master, don't say that, disciple, I don't resist pressure."
"Also, please don't spread the word. That beautiful girl is tough in the background."
The old man laughed: "Zi Tianshu is very powerful, but he is not capable of bullying my Tiangong domain." At this point, his face darkened: "Only Wujiang can never be forgiven."
The little fat man didn't dare to interrupt. Nowadays, the entire Tiangong Domain is waiting for the opportunity to take revenge on Wujiang. Many people have taken the bait, but he has not.
There is nothing to gain, and nothing to lose. There are plenty of resources. As for dignity, can it be used as food? Obviously not. His fat is not accumulated with dignity. He has no dignity, not at all.
The old man exhaled: "You must have reached a bottleneck now."
The little fat man sneered: "Grandpa Master has a sharp eye. This disciple is indeed stuck in a bottleneck, but it doesn't matter. If you give him some time, he will definitely be able to break through."
The old man shook his head: "Breakthrough will take a long time, but there are opportunities to make up for it. Ordinary people have no resources and no opportunities. My Tiangong Domain has them. You can try them one by one."
The little fat man was stunned: "What are you trying?"
The old man's eyes were profound: "Let's start with consciousness."
boom
The ground shook and dust rose.
The little fat man trembled and looked back. It was dark and the road was blocked. It came from a stone door, and the stone door was covered with spiritual threads.
This is the underground of Tiangong Domain, and it is also the place where conscious life is imprisoned.
Chapter completed!