Mucheng practiced for many years and finally ascended to the Immortal Realm. The place where he was randomly refreshed was the Beifeng Territory, which is famous for its severe cold in the five major states of the Immortal Realm. Compared with the other four major states, the immortal power is relatively poor.
Here, I met three friends.
Xu Jian: If you break off the engagement, break off the engagement. Don't bully young people into poverty!
However, time is wasted on saving people.
Lin Han: Don't take me with you if you want to die.
As a result, he shot faster than anyone else.
Shen Qingran: Short-sighted, just buy what you want, what's the point of just looking? I'm not short of money.
It's okay to scold your own people, but if others dare to say it, their mouths will be swollen.
Mucheng: I just want to find Master... Don't fight, okay?
There are many magic weapons in your hands.
Four cobblers are better than two Zhuge Liangs.
Then the states in the fairy world saw the familiar magic weapon in Mu Cheng's hand, but after they had offended him severely, their hearts collapsed and they wondered what the Holy Son was going to do.
Hint, he couldn't understand.
It was made clear that he did not know.
Ming said, he said fart.
All the tribes in the immortal world burst into tears. The deduction didn't say that they were still going to suffer this calamity! !
Intention: Come on, come on, come on
