Wan Lian Becomes the God King

That, that, master, I can't hold it back anymore! " "Here we go again? You can't suppress your own realm, how can you practice? Don't call me master again, I can't afford to lose that face." A bald man stared at the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground next to him and said coldly, then kicked him with a big black foot with a terrifying aura, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from the young man's mouth. "Master, can you use a gentler method to suppress me in the future?" "Huh? Are you teaching me how to do something? " "Even if you use your feet, you should wear shoes at least. You don't know how ugly your pig's trotters are? "The young man stood up slowly and whispered softly...