One person walked in gently, as if he was a ghost, without any footsteps.

"Master, Su Ran gave this item and please see you again."

Tianmang glanced at the yellow paper talisman, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Tell him that if I don't see you, I don't know where Han Qingshu has gone, so I will tell him not to bother me again."

"yes."

This man turned around and wanted to leave.

"etc."

"Is this thing owned by Su Ran?"

"Not, I think it belongs to a Taoist priest around Su Ran."

Taoist priest?

"Print the portrait of the Taoist priest."

"yes."

This person is proficient in his technique and faster. In a moment, an exquisite portrait is taken.

Tianmang took a look at the portrait, there was not too much emotion in his eyes, only a little disappointment.

"Be more careful about this Taoist priest. If there is any difference, report it at any time."

"yes."

Tianmang looked at the yellow paper talisman in his hand and sighed.

After many years, there are still people who understand the talisman of the heaven.

The next moment, the flames burned, burning the yellow paper.
Chapter completed!