After saying that, the two of them attacked Wang Han.

....

Feng Manlou stuffed his cell phone into his pocket, took out his reading glasses, took out a handful of old birds, and looked at the sea.

"How do I feel that our Zhenlong Pavilion seems to have been cheated by the imperial deceased?"

Xiang Wuji hummed and said, "Remove the two words like it. When the emperor asked his apprentice to join Zhenlong Pavilion so happily, we should beware of it.

Now, we are going to take the little Pavilion Master to Tibet. You said it was a coincidence that the little Pavilion Master was sent to the port city by the imperial devil as bait to catch big fish. We still had to come and rescue him in a bitter way.

People, from the moment the little pavilion master joined Zhenlong Pavilion, we must be prepared to be led by the emperor.

I'm right, Nangong?"

Nangong Bodhisattva opened his eyes calmly, his eyes were filled with an ancient well and he pursed his lips and did not speak, but the speed of turning the Buddhist beads in his hand was twice as fast as before.

Just as he was talking, a voice came.

"Several seniors." Jin Sansheng walked over from outside.

Feng Manlou patted his butt and stood up, "Three Young Master."

"You're the only one?"

"The Crow Man has arrived in the Port City long ago." Jin Sansheng smiled. "Several seniors, everyone is here, let's go."

"Wait a little longer, Lao Bai hasn't come yet."

Jin Sansheng was slightly stunned, "Who is Lao Bai?"

"Bai Wuan, one of the twelve dragon envoys in Zhenlong Pavilion.
Chapter completed!