"Even if you are from Dongsheng, you will not die, right? I just want to buy two repair fluids!"

"It's too late!" Duogan shook his head and said lightly, "The Nascent Soul should not be humiliated. Say it again, we have more than one Nascent Soul!"

"You came to the door on your own initiative. Even if you leave now, you will die sooner or later."

Wuyou Zhenxian was stunned. He was really confused. Why did things suddenly become like this?

After teaching his thoughts, he nodded, "Since that's the case, I won't say much, can I leave now?"

"Of course," Duogan waved his hand and said lightly, "Don't worry, we won't touch you today."

The more calm she acted, the more guilty she felt, "Then I will ask you the last question: What do you call a fellow Taoist?"

Today, the beam was a bit big, but he didn't think he was wrong.

As long as you can figure out the other party’s true identity, there will be no one behind him, so just ask someone to talk about it.

Duogan looked at him coldly, just like he didn't hear it.

However, this is not arrogance, but her font size in Dongshengliang, and it cannot be guaranteed to be transmitted to Zhongzhou.

Although her reputation cannot keep up with the boss, Jing Yuexin, Chaoyun and Jia Shuiqing, some people know about it.

At this moment, a cold snorted, "Do you still want to continue choosing?"

With this sound, a Kun Xiu with an ordinary appearance appeared, but he might not even be sure whether he was a man or a woman.
Chapter completed!