The movements of the white-clothed feather fan were much more direct. A dark green light covered the whole body, wriggling like a slug. Against the backdrop of the pungent stench, it looked extremely disgusting.

Only "Brother Li" did something special, but he took out a magic weapon and held it in his hand. Then he looked heavy and went upstairs first.

"One late stage of foundation building, two midst stages of foundation building!"

On the second floor, Zhang Fanduan was still motionless, and his spiritual sense swept over. The three people downstairs had not noticed anything, so he had already seen the realm of cultivation.

"The old man thought he could watch a good show? Unexpectedly, a few people came to deliver the food."

"Boy, that four bullshit guys look down on you very much!"

The voice of the Taoist Ku rang out, full of teasing.

He has not left home for half a year and has never shown up in front of outsiders. He is so despised by others.

The poor four masters still don’t know that the real boss of Banxiantang is a great monk who has built a foundation and achieved great perfection!

"They will regret it soon!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said lightly.
Chapter completed!