A crystal of the whole body, like a purple God peak, roaring, a chaotic God furious, he is Tianjing's father Wang Jing!

Wang Jing has a middle-aged body, smooth skin, thin and tender, with two moustaches and a beautiful man at the end. The bad appearance is enough to make countless girls fall for it.

"Tianjing, who scrapped you? Did loneliness come to grips with you?" Wang Jing inquired, and was very dissatisfied.

"No, it's the nine disciples of their peak. That kid is so fierce that I can't walk under him at all!" Tianjingxin's speech with lingering palpitation.

"What? Should Lonely Peak have such a genius? I despise that...