"This is interesting to say! Let me tell you!"

Tang Hao rolled up his sleeves, stepped on the chair beside him, and smiled.

Now that he lacks a quick-witted man, he can improvise a small song.

"I killed all the golden-haired monsters that were shot randomly, and then I wanted to kill the white-haired monster and was rescued by another white-haired monster."

It was a very bad experience, but Tang Hao said it extremely relaxed.

"Not?"

"Otherwise? What else do you want me to do? Do a Turtle Sect Qigong? Kill everyone?" Tang Hao glanced at someone who was still waiting to listen to the story.

"In other words, Chen Yong is not dead, and his younger brother Chen Hai is back." Wang Qian pondered for a moment.

"Anyway, both white hairs have run away, and there is one who has the same strength as mine." Tang Hao looked down at the big black dog.

Most of the big piece of meat on its head had been sucked into his mouth by him. He didn't notice it, and he ate it all.
Chapter completed!