In a short time, Wu Ming was escorted by several juvenile spirits and bird monsters.
Seeing that he was a deadwood veteran, the lich king frowned. "Sister, you can’t recognize this. It’s not that I heard that the Taoist priest looks handsome. Forget it. First, salt him and leave it to eat when it’s cloudy." Chapter 114 Skinning Pavilion Play Magic Wang Fawei The little…