These two talents sitting side by side had a tacit understanding. At the same moment, they looked sideways and glanced at each other, sweeping up and down, seeing their feet from head and from their feet.

"This fellow Taoist looks so familiar!"

"They all asked me to say goodbye to me on the way, and they called Brother Long, what's your name?"

"They all asked me to say to you on the road."

"Don't take advantage of this."

Time! It's such a pig's knife.

The conversation between the eighteenth level hell happened again after thousands of years.

The situation is basically the same.

In the past, I was crushed to the underworld hell.

Today, it is enshrined in the altar of the temple.

Otherwise, what if they say they are two unlucky children? If you get together, there will be no good things.

"Is it bragging?"

"Just blow!"

Zhao Yun put his hands in his arms, and Ye Chen put his hands in them, just like two old men watching the show, they watched Wuwang Demon Lord busy with work, and didn't know what he was busy with, but in the end, they were still in vain.

If you say that, people who have a brain have a very touching IQ, such as Wuwang Demon Lord, they are among the best in this category.

How to say it? Even Yongheng didn't understand what he knew, so he dared to put the two talents together, obviously digging a hole for himself.

After finishing, bury yourself alive.
Chapter completed!