Chapter 145: The Fake Table

w it's my turn..."Chen Ping gritted his teeth and slowly raised his fist."Holy Light Fist..."After a shout, Chen Ping's body charged straight towards the four black bronze robed figures. Chen Ping did..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."ied to look back and sure enough saw Sheng Jiahui on a nearby hillside, staring intently at them!"Don't you want to say goodbye to that little girl"Baishen asked!"It's alright, we're just passersby in...