"I hate the way you look at everything like a cud dog!"

The moment Tao Xiucai was about to pinch Wang Han's eyes with two thumbs.

A huge wave of anger is coming!

The whole forest was trembling!

Tao Xiucai staggered backwards and flew out!

After landing, the snow-white cloak was stained with dirt for the first time.

Tao Xiucai looked at the middle-aged man behind Wang Han.

The man has long hair and is dressed smartly. He holds Wang Han's back with one hand.

"Among the nine little Taoists in the world, when did it become your turn to be insulted by a lowly little shrimp like you?"

Tao Xiucai stared at the other party with a horrified expression.

His throat rolled, his face trembled, and a few words slowly came out of his mouth.

"You are the lantern-blowing king of Kunlun Palace!
Chapter completed!