The old Taoist from Green Hill opened his eyes, and his expression froze again.
My goodness.
The fierce Daoist who wanted to kill them earlier now seemed to be saving them.
And the savior they thought was Bo Xun now wanted to bury them together.
What on earth was happening?
As their pupils quaked, a roar of cursing sounded by their ears.
"Fuck your bloody mother!"
"Still watching? If you don't want to die, get out of here now!"
"You don't burn incense, yet you want me to fight for you. Was the placenta thrown away when your mother gave birth to you, and kept the polyp growing?"
Yi Chen couldn't hold it any longer. Were these idiots brain-damaged by the shockwave of the fight?
Or did they grow up eating boogers?
If it were Yi Chengzi, he would have escaped long ago.
Especially that white-haired, skinny old Taoist, still craning his neck to see, looking dumb as a goose. Yi Chen had let him go several times before, but this guy wasn't learning the hard way.
