C1189 Guest from Lingshanshan Mountain

Until he left the Spirit Ghost's cave and rode the blue Paper Crane far away. During this period of time, Bai Xiaobei could not help but look through the storage pouch several times.

He did not know that the cultivators in the Spirit Ghost mountain cave were in an uproar. There were clearly signs that the Ghost Face Flower was condensing into a Ghost Face Honeycomb, but no matter what