"This Taoist priest's cultivation is probably higher than that of the sword immortal senior."

Zhao Linger said softly.

"Why doesn't he look down on me?"

Li Xiaoyao looked puzzled.

...

At night, Yuxu Temple was quiet, like a ghost. Suddenly, a figure walked out of the shadow, which was Cao Yi.

"Why are you feeling a little uneasy!"

Cao Yi frowned and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, a familiar breath approached.

Cao Yi flashed and appeared in front of the Taoist temple.

I saw a petite figure constantly approaching on the lake.

It's King of Ginseng, whose breath is disordered and seems to be injured.

"There is actually a master on this ground who can hurt the ginseng king."

Cao Yi was surprised.

"Master, Xiaotian is in danger."

King Shen sent a clear divine thought.

Xiaotian is in danger!

Monk.

Cao Yi moved horizontally and came to King Chan.

"Master, Xiaotian and I met an old monk on Shilipo, which was very powerful. Xiaotian was caught by him."

King Ginseng is very anxious.

"Why don't you?"

Cao Yi looked at King Chan with a smile.

This old guy is obviously over a thousand years old and always likes to pretend to be ignorant tomorrow.

"Forehead"

King Shen immediately became very embarrassed, his two roots stood up, as if he was about to escape.

"I know you pretend to be ignorant to protect yourself."

Cao Yi waved his hand and said.

The ginseng king's roots were put down again.

"It turned out to be on Shilipo?"

Cao Yi's expression was a little strange.

Before becoming a Taoist priest, he saw an allusion about Shilipo on the Internet.
Chapter completed!