C887 Traces of the Immortal Cloud Mountain

The old man anxiously retreated, he did not dare hesitate, much less disobey Wang Ye's orders.

Wang Ye looked at Ah Hao, his arms already starting to turn black, this guy would have to rely on others to feed him from now on!

Ah Hao had already fainted from the pain. Waving his hands, he shouted, "Scram!"

The old man took a step forward and asked in a low voice