C847 Recruiting a Disciple

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Little Zheng Ye raised his only left arm, and the short sword in his hand slashed towards Elder Sunn's head without any pattern!

In the entire park, other than Little Zheng Ye's continuous roars, there was only Elder Sunn's six pig slaughtering cries!

Almost everyone turned their heads to the side at this moment.

Because