C3643 Buddhist Scriptures Pavilion

Qiao Feng couldn't help but furrow his brows when he heard the shouts of the bald donkeys.

In the past, he had some respect for the Laolin Temple, but now, he realized that these bald donkeys were getting more and more disgusting.

"You don't want to admit that Murong Bo is in your Elder Lin?"

"Fine, you bunch of bald donkeys, most of you are blind people