Made by you?

Su Ze frowned slightly, then smiled bitterly: "You are already a dead person, did it come from you? You're so bragging that you didn't even make a draft!"

"You dare to question me?"

Su Ze ignored the voice in his head!

Ji Lan'er, on the other hand, continued: "It is rumored that the first head of Qingmen lived to be one hundred and sixty years old, but no one knows where he went after that. There are still two people known to be alive in the world, namely

The young master and the old pervert!"

After finishing her words, Ji Laner took a deep breath and said: "Young Master has officially taken over the Qingmen. The first thing to do is to pay homage to the deceased heads of the Qingmen!"

This is easy!

Isn’t it just a bow and a few words?

Su Ze didn't take it to heart and nodded immediately: "That's no problem. Wherever they are, I can go and worship them now!"

Ji Xiangyan smiled bitterly!

He immediately pointed to the wall behind Su Ze: "Young Master, their spiritual tablets are behind the wall behind you!"

Click!

As soon as he finished speaking, the wall that had been tightly closed before slowly opened!

One glance...

Su Ze's sweat pores exploded!

He looked at Ji Xiangyan with a look of disbelief!

Damn...

These are all fucking photos of dead people. You fucking work here, are you inadvertently panicking?

Boom boom boom!

But at the moment this idea was formed!
Chapter completed!