C1285 All the Male Cultivators in the World Have a Spare Tire 57

"This... "What's going on?!"

The expression on the old man's face changed, and a heavy sense of unease overcame him. Looking at Bai Mochen who had gradually returned to his adult form, he felt an unspeakable oddity.

"Tap …" Tap … "Step …"

Bai Mochen walked over from above with his bare feet and his upper body wrapped in bare clothes, stepping on the broken pieces of the medicine jar