"Dudu!"
With a dazzling white light, I was reborn. In this life, my name is still Wang Teng. I was born with a vision, the golden clouds were rolling, the gods and Buddhas lowered their eyes, the demons bowed their heads, and all the spirits congratulated me. An old man crossed hundreds of millions of miles of stars and brought me into the ancient Qingyang religion. My talent is extraordinary, and from now on I will be known as the Great Emperor's Talent. Wait, the Great Emperor's Talent??? Wang Teng? What the hell is this?
Fortunately, long live the dump truck! The true spirit is divided into countless parts. Sharing of talents, sharing of Taoist insights, and sharing of resources. But... Why is there no boss? Everyone wants to lie down!
Qilin - Wang Teng: "Good news, the direct grandson of the ancient emperor, bad news, Qilin Laoden faked his death, and has many secrets, which are in the seal of the divine source!"
Shenhen Zijin - Wang Teng: "Brothers, when you hear these words, I am about to be dug out. Big brother, please save me!"
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The author gives you a five-star review. They all traveled through Wang Teng at the same time. How could he forget the most classic Wang Teng? Please add Wang Teng from the Heaven-Zhaotian North, please. The author is [almost crying]
The author gives you a five-star review. They all traveled through Wang Teng at the same time. How could he forget the most classic Wang Teng? Please add Wang Teng from the Heaven-Zhaotian North, please. The author is [almost crying]