C1836 Fatty's Rust

Fatty Zhen Xiu stared at Chen Sanqiu with his incomparably sincere eyes, which made Chen Sanqiu feel a little uncomfortable.

Yellow Sand Old Man, who was on the side, rolled his eyes.

Damn, a cultivator with the A grade strength of the universe wants to go dragon slaying?

Not you, dragon slaying.

This was equivalent to delivering rations to the Starving Dragon Yu Huang.

On the other hand