Mr. Wang lay back and crossed his legs.

"Are you robbing?"

"You can do it!"

"I, I really don't want it!"

"If you missed today, you won't get it from now on."

"Damn it, I knew that I had practiced the Heart Sutra of Dead Wood, so I used this kind of thing to tempt me. But I, but I was completely blank in my use of the power of my mind. You have grasped my seven inches."

"Hehe, are you not stupid either? Seventy million points, no less."

"This is my life-saving thing. Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, and ancestor Wang, can you give me some other things? Such as magical artifacts? Such immortal weapons? Such treasures that can easily kill the Grandmaster? Protective objects that can withstand the attack of the powerful soul?"

Chu Yang is bitter and tragic.

"I still want that good thing!" Mr. Wang rubbed his teeth, looked at Chu Yang again, and hesitated, "No matter what, you are a good seedling. If you die, it would be a pity."

"Then are you old?"
Chapter completed!