Ghost Fire

However, he was immortal, energetic, handsome and sunny. Later, he heard that he had founded the Guangming Sect, and he was even more powerful, calling the wind and calling the rain in the Heavenly Luck Continent.

Later, when you enter the three thousand small world, it is like a fish in water, and the wind is born!

Now, how is it possible, how can I be imprisoned in this small place, and it is still ten thousand years!

"Are you really Xiao Wan?"

"What a little man, Lao Tzu is an old man with no life, no life, once the old ghost comes out, all things are lifeless."

The old man was obviously so angry at Mu Yun's words that he couldn't help but shout.

"Ahem...Okay, you are an old man of thousands of ghosts, then I ask you, ten thousand years ago, do you remember who your master was?"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly lowered his head and went silent.

Slowly, after a long time, Mu Yun actually heard a sobbing sound.

"why are you crying?"

"What do you know!"