C136 Wushuang Mowing the Grass

Lin Lang held the Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand and calmly looked at the group of Evil Spirits in front of him. If it was any other player, they would probably be so scared that they would wet their pants.

"Master. . . " Zhu Rong's voice sounded in Lin Lang's heart. Lin Lang naturally knew what these loyal guardian spirits wanted to say.

"Zhu Rong, I know