This is an anti-theft seal. Little angel, if you see me, it means that your purchase ratio is insufficient. Zhibai Hall, who is usually playing and playing, was silent at this time, and only the cicadas crowing sounds came from the depths of the jungle.

Xi Guxing looked inside along the window lattice and saw Chen Gurong sitting cross-legged on the last row of futons, holding his jaw with his hands halfway down on the desk and napping.

Because of his existence, all the disciples of Zhibaitang sat upright, with a blank expression, and cold sweat on their foreheads, fearing that if they moved by themselves, there would be a flood of beasts rushing up behind them.

Xi Guxing: "..."

Is this a human resource?

The disciples of Liren Peak were also very afraid of the head sect, and Xi Guxing knew it, so he rarely came to Zhibaitang to add pressure to them. It was useless to practice Taoism, and it would also be disgusting for nothing.
Chapter completed!