Chapter 1092 A Grand Prize!

"You... Who the hell are you?

Ai Yinghao seems to have been thrown a basin of ice water by his pocket, and his anger has completely disappeared, replaced by a chill that goes straight into his soul.

As an old fried dough stick living for nearly 600 years, he can't understand what's going on.

This man wounded Shanmen and severely damaged the elder of the Mixed Yuan Sect, presumably in order to provoke him to be the patriarch. As soon as he appeared, the man fled immediately. Of course, he did not really want to flee, but wanted to lead him out of the mischievous...