five blood holes on each Taoist boy's neck, constantly oozing blood!"Where is the Daoist Master"Chen Ping asked."Inside!" Gu Wentian said, hurriedly leading Chen Ping into the main hall of the Taoist...n hearing this, sighed directly and was also a bit helpless, because she knew that Gu Wenttian truly loved antiques. If he saw an antique he liked, no one could persuade him!Throughout the entire auct...
Chapter 2589: Power of the Three Clans