he was scared when he saw people about to fight.Chen Ping was helpless, so he could only leave the hotel and stroll aimlessly on the streets of Nanhua City.Although Nanhua City is not large, it border..."Old, out of date, I apologize, I apologize!"

As I just stepped into the Daoist temple, an old Taoist priest in a Taoist robe and with a long beard came out to greet me. This man is none other than Bu Xu Daochang!

"No need for courtesies, Master Wu!" Gu Lao bowed his hand respectfully. Then he pointed at Chen Ping and said: "This is Mr. Chen, the one who needs a spirit pen and vermilion ink. I brought him here specially so that your daughter can take a look!"

Master Bu didn't waste any time glancing at Chen Ping. His brow furrowed slightly, but quickly smoothed out, a slight smile playing on his lips. "No rush, no rush," he said. "Let's go inside and have some tea. My senior brother is in there looking after my little girl!"

Bu Xiaodao Chang invited Gu Wen Tian and the others into the Taoist temple. However, just as they reached the entrance of the main hall, Chen Ping felt a wave of cold air coming towards him!

In this sweltering weather, the chill actually made Chen Ping shiver!

"Mr. Chen, what's wrong". Looking at the bronze gate, Chen Ping knew this was the first floor of the dungeon. Yu Qian had said that their families were on the third floor, so Chen Ping and his companions had to get through h...