C428 A Backhand Is a Slap

Liu Sansheng knew about the Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk, and he had gotten a few drops of it in the past. He carefully put them into his storage pouch and looked at Bai Xiaobei with expectation.

"What are you looking at?" Bai Xiaobei didn't know what he wanted to do when he saw Liu Sansheng's expression.

"Did the Master teach you new things? "Can you …" Liu Sansheng swallowed his saliva