this time, on the stage, Jiang Zhengzhong faced the incoming flurry of bullets with a cold snort. With a look of disdain on his face, he reached out and gently tapped the air in front of him. Instan..."Old, out of date, I apologize, I apologize!"

As I just stepped into the Daoist temple, an old Taoist priest in a Taoist robe and with a long beard came out to greet me. This man is none other than Bu Xu Daochang!

"No need for courtesies, Master Wu!" Gu Lao bowed his hand respectfully. Then he pointed at Chen Ping and said: "This is Mr. Chen, the one who needs a spirit pen and vermilion ink. I brought him here specially so that your daughter can take a look!"

Master Bu didn't waste any time glancing at Chen Ping. His brow furrowed slightly, but quickly smoothed out, a slight smile playing on his lips. "No rush, no rush," he said. "Let's go inside and have some tea. My senior brother is in there looking after my little girl!"

Bu Xiaodao Chang invited Gu Wen Tian and the others into the Taoist temple. However, just as they reached the entrance of the main hall, Chen Ping felt a wave of cold air coming towards him!

In this sweltering weather, the chill actually made Chen Ping shiver!

"Mr. Chen, what's wrong"antly energizing the others!Everyone scrambled to flee for their lives, at this point no one cared about anyone else, there was no talk of unity anymore. All that mattered now was survival!At this mom...