C375 Head of Heaven of Death

"Old master, does that mean you know where Xingtian's head is?" God Erlang moved closer.

The old man nodded. "I know —" He stopped, his eyes darting to the packet of cigarettes in my hand.

How could I not tell? He quickly stuffed the cigarette case into the old man's pocket. "Hehe, old master, please forgive me, but this wilderness doesn't have any shops. Otherwise