C1007 Martial Ancestral Uncle

Grand Uncle-Master, chapter 106.

In the secluded back hall of the Talisman Mountain, a thick layer of leaves had fallen onto the path of the goat intestines. When Zifeng stepped on it, it made a creaking sound. The gray and white robe that Zifeng was wearing was very eye-catching.

After passing through the three hundred zhang forest, an ordinary attic appeared in his sight