"Are you freaking pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid…?" Spray of Flowers was dumbfounded. Was the problem whether there was a tree or not?!
"Plus there isn't any earth here; it's all sand and dust. Could you be a road repairer?" Nameless Nie inquired further.
"Merciful Buddha." At this moment, a man dressed in a Taoist devotee outfit walked over with a smile on his face.
"Patron, your ophryon is looking black. I want to read your fortune for you," the little Daoist devotee continued.
When Ling Miao saw this duo, her brows furrowed.
Spray of Flowers…
Taoist Devotee…
Perhaps other people didn't know these two people, but Ling Miao had heard about them in recent years.
Vicious and merciless, slaughtering countless people.
