C480 Fellow Daoist, Please Stay
The little snake, Long Teng, flew out from the depths of Wu Xiaoming's sea of consciousness, "Master, what did you call me?"
Dixin looked at the little snake in shock. With just a glance, Dixin felt as if his soul had gone through hell.
"Little snake, this is my disciple. He will be your senior brother from now on." Wu Xiaoming looked at the two of them as they stared at each other