"Pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, let that brat Su Yue come back quickly."
Bao Dachang originally believed in martial arts.
But now, he started studying mysticism.
In the distance, a bench.
Liao Ping was lying on Fang Jingmiao's lap, while Fang Jingmiao was massaging Liao Ping's shoulders.
The scene was very beautiful.
Bao Dachang tapped on the wooden fish, and suddenly saw a pair of lovers in love, getting even more furious to the point of exploding.
Then, he looked at Su Yue's companions.
"The young people from Divine Land are truly terrifyingly formidable.
"In just a few days, everyone's Qi Blood has increased greatly, especially that glasses-wearing guy; he's not far from the Fourth Grade.
"Is the effect of the Spirit Pool really that strong on them?"
Bao Dachang looked at Liao Ping and the others, falling into a new round of self-doubt.
"I have a premonition that some great catastrophe will occur in Jiangyuan Country."
