C1835 The Birth of a Saint Weapon

"Young Benefactor, if fate wills it, we will meet again. My name is Dharma …"

Fat Buddhist Monk looked at the others with his thief eyes and shouted at Ye Feng.

Who wants to know your magic name?

Ye Feng grinded his teeth as he paid his respects to the eight generations of the monk and ancestor in his heart.

After being made a ruckus like this