"People should not be judged by their appearance. Some people may just like to look older."

Although most warriors only look younger than their actual age, there are still some people who like to be more mature.

Nan Batian is now a popular figure in the entire Holy City.

There are only a few people who don't know him.

While he was waiting, he closed his eyes and meditated, not paying attention to the arguments around him at all.

Zhan Fei, Zhang Hu and Zhao Long in front all successfully stepped onto the overpass.

It's Ling Xiao's turn.

The guard stared at him for a long time, but refused to get out of the way.

"What are you looking at? I'm really not over my age."

Ling Xiao said unhappily.

It's all because of Nan Batian's face. This guy is definitely like this because he was addicted to alcohol and sex and became weak.

"Don't talk nonsense. How can you be less than fifty years old like you? Go away quickly and don't break the rules. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

the guard shouted.

"You are nothing but a hammer, you are nothing. When I killed the half-step quasi-emperor of the Tianshan Sword Sect, where were you hiding, showing off your power to me, and being rude to me?

Did I give you face?"

Ling Xiao shouted angrily.
Chapter completed!