C3293 Cultivation of the Netherworld

"Awoo!"

"Awoo my a * s!"

Chu Yan was speechless. He was like a hen, trying his best to protect the eight paths of ghosts. The Ghost Path of the Netherworld was like an eagle, constantly revolving around Chu Yan.

The Ghost Path of the Netherworld circled once, as if it had found out that it really couldn't eat it, and it had a dejected look on its face.

But very quickly