Catastrophe is coming

"What else do you want to do?" Sheng Wufeng looked at Mu Yun and couldn't help but shout.

"I don't want to do anything!"

Mu Yun shrugged and said: "I heard that there is a sacred spring in the Holy Pill Sect, called Samsara Spring, the spring of Samsara, resurrected from the dead, bones and flesh, even broken limbs can grow, right?

"You dream, reincarnation spring water, will gather a gourd in a hundred years, you are delusional!"

"Oh... a gourd has been produced in a hundred years, then I will have a gourd!" Mu Yun suddenly smiled.

"you..."

Shengwufeng completely understood, no matter how you care about with Muyun, this kid will always be filled with bad water in his heart.

You never know the next step, what he will ask you to do!

"Give it or not!" Mu Yun shouted solemnly, standing on the tower.

It's just that gaze falls on Sheng Xinrui on the other side from time to time.

"Give you!"