C1912 The Wind Was Blowing Overhead

His illness, his obsession, could only be cured by endless money!

Zhang Fann did not say anything else. At the same time, while Purple Gold Daoist was searching around, he found an exit hidden in the entire mountain crack!

"Master, this is the exit! Look... Something doesn't seem right about this place!"

When Zhang Fann heard Purple Gold Daoist's name