C909 A Blind Cat Meet a Dead Rat

Pretending to be ghosts?

Xiang Wentian definitely did not feel that way. After all, they were not on the same level.

"Leave it for grandpa." Gao Yaozu laughed sinisterly, then flew up like an eagle from the ground, his right hand turned into a claw and clawed towards the back of Xiang Wentian's neck. Due to the extremely fast speed of the punch