Chapter 1757: Unworthy of His Identity

Zhao Xuanji was not shooting blindly, he must still have a trump card up his sleeve."Well then, Elder, take care."After Zhang Biwu spoke, Fu Yuzhi also followed suit and said: "Tomorrow morning at cou...e saw, ten zhang away from him, a slovenly Taoist priest in middle age, who was smiling and watching him with a little girl by his side.That slovenly Taoist priest was unkempt, with even his Taoist ro...