C535 Blinding Light

Hsing Huo trembled like a mad sheep. "Fellow Daoist Loong Jiaoyang, I beg you, please help me pick it."

Loong Jiaoyang looked at Hsing Huo, who was like a mad goat, and shook his head: "I can't help you. It has entered a spring, and I don't know where it is going."

Plop!

Hsing Huo kneeled down in front of Loong Jiaoyang, and said with tears in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Loong Jiaoyang