C1275 Mo Wanxiang!
"I will, Grandfather."
Loong Taizhen looked at the old man's figure as he left and said seriously. The old man did not say much and directly disappeared.
"Xiao Yang, oh Xiao Yang, I look forward to meeting you."
Loong Taizhen also muttered to himself. Then, he flicked his finger, and a stream of light flew out. Immediately, streams of information began to be transmitted
