Chapter 1297 Shaocheng Master?

"Ben Wang?"

The moment the white man appeared, the ancient thunder was also slightly shocked. There was a little anxiety in his eyebrows. When he heard the words behind the white man, his anxiety turned into an irresistible surprise and unbelievable. In a twinkling moment, the old thunder growled out in a low voice. "You bastard, you can't be mad, dare to talk nonsense like that in front of Lao Tzu." Don't roll away for Lao Tzu!"

"Wanton!"

The white-dressed man's face was smiling, and his tiny squinted eyes suddenly opened. The cold eyes seemed to condense into substance, bursting out from the deep pupil, as...