Chapter 962

• The old man didn't stop him either. After all, he had lived for so long, his skills were unfathomable. There would always be one or two lost souls to do things for him.
• "Master, there were too many evil spirits on the square, so we couldn't get to the innermost part, but there were people from Dragon Lake Mountain there."
• What I reported to him was the black mist that fell in front of him, and the other side only showed one eye, blood-red and gloomy, making people uneasy.