C430 Pioneer Army for Cultural Communication in the Heavenly Court

Seeing the wooden stick in Quimu En's hand and the dozens of golden locusts, Chu Fan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"No matter what, you're an immortal, can't you act a little like one?"

Hearing Chu Fan's words, Quimu En disdainfully curled his lips.

"Even they don't care about image. Why would I care about that?"

He looked in the direction where he had pointed. Nine Worms