Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

In the early morning, the rhythmic bells were heard everywhere in Wudang Mountain.

And when the bell rang, the thick fog at the top of Wudang slowly dissipated.

"I heard that Zhou Mang had a car accident last night and both arms were knocked away!"

"Car accident? No?"

"Who knows, but I heard that the worst thing is those Eastern monks who are so idle that they have nothing to do and are racing trucks on the highway. Now they are so scared that they are dead!"

"Shh, whisper, the Dragon Monk brings people here!"

Looking at the Tianlong Monk and others coming towards him, someone couldn't help but whisper.

Hetian Guiwu, who was following the Tianlong Monk, shouted with anger: "Baga, are you Chinese people only gossiping behind your back?! I have a gossip to come forward and discuss with me, and see if I don't beat you so much that you can't look for your teeth!"
Chapter completed!