C673 Mists

On the way back to the mountain range north of Jiangzhou, Xu Lang had always been too embarrassed to look at Xu Lang face to face. He had always felt that this guy would take advantage of her.

Xu Lang said depressingly: "Hey, little disciple, can you not always treat me like a wretched old man? "No matter what, we have a master-disciple relationship. As a teacher