Xiang Feng also called Wang Han several times and sent dozens of private messages to Wang Han. What is the message of Zhenlong Pavilion? You are like the West cannot be without Jerusalem.

Wang Han closed his eyes.

Feel the changes in the body.

All the Qi body was lost by the Soul-Eating Fan.

Nearly half of the evil spirits were also done.

Fortunately, my physical strength is strong enough, and the strong blood pressure on the evil spirit does not jump out.

Wang Han tried several times.

There is no qi body.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and my cheeks were squirming.

That soul-eroding fan is too terrifying.

He directly resets all his internal strength to the peak of the Four-Balloon Realm.

This huge gap made Wang Han more or less difficult to accept.

Fortunately, there is external strength to provide a guarantee.

Otherwise, Wang Han would be crazy now.

Lying on the bed with eyes closed.

Huang Wang saw that Wang Han’s mentality was so angry.

He also knew that Wang Han could almost enter the upper circle in the entire world and lose his internal strength.

Huang Wang didn't know what he could help Wang Han.

Paused.

"Lao Jiu, it will always get better. Let me tell you a joke!

Do you know which animal is the quietest when it is angry?”

Wang Han was a little helpless.

It was already in pain in the body, and he had to listen to ancient jokes and forced a smile, which made him even more fucking pain.

Huang Wang sat by the bed, "It's a gorilla, because the gorilla will knock on the breasts whenever they get angry!"

Wang Han was about to use his Oscar's acting skills to laugh.

A laugh suddenly came from the side.

After hearing the sound, Wang Han was stunned for a moment.

He quickly opened his eyes and looked over.

I want to see who is sacred.
Chapter completed!