The old woman glanced at Xiuxianfang and said in a salty or nonchalant manner.

"Fortunately, I'm just a vulgar martial artist..."

"How can it be!"

While Su Changwu's movements were restricted, the astonishing toxicity continued to erode my body.

Xiuxianfang shook his head slightly.

Before Su Changwu discovered that he was being followed, he originally planned to do it secretly.

Lin Zheyu was thinking about how to lure Xiao Yu from the Martial League into a hook and explore the ruins of Su Chang together.

In the shop, a maximum of 1,700 medium-grade spiritual stones are needed.

My figure suddenly disappeared into the void, and the long sword penetrated the afterimage in the void with a faint light.

This is the worst.

When they realized something was wrong with Lin Zheyu's behavior, they responded immediately.

The leading woman took a sip.

In Wu Xuantai City, I have not become accustomed to it. Purchasing magic weapons and treasures depends entirely on your own eyesight.

Each of the seven kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures requires less than a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones.

The woman in the lead stopped the message and said.

'Haha, this old man Lin Zheyu is really your lucky star. He has found another one.'
Chapter completed!