Tang Yu looked carefully and found that the soul of the monk was burning in the white flames.

After being burned by the white flames, the monk's soul was so painful that his facial features were twisted and his mouth opened his mouth and howled but he could not make any sound.

"It's a trouble."

After giving an evaluation in his heart, Tang Yu asked with a smile: "Senior, do you have any explanation? I'm just a newcomer and don't understand anything."

"The original owner of the mask asked you to kill?"

The Taoist asked with a smile.

"I didn't kill it, but the mask belongs to me."

Tang Yu answered truthfully.

"It doesn't matter. We don't care who the next owner of the mask is. All the masks here have been replaced."

The Taoist priest laughed and pointed at his mask, saying, "I have been wearing this mask for more than three thousand years but haven't changed his master. Do you think I'll hold it?"
Chapter completed!