The figure who had crashed into the ground was a fat man in a tattered Daoist robe. His head was full of fat, and it seemed as if oil would ooze out if he squeezed it.
At this moment, the fat man grimaced in pain as he got up and cursed,""An old man who has been dead for thousands of years is still playing dead with me. If I didn't escape quickly, I'm afraid I would have stayed in the coffin for the rest of my life!"
Immediately after, the Fatty's eyes swept around. When he noticed Zhao Qianlong and Lin Xiao, his expression immediately became serious, faintly putting on the appearance of a master. Unfortunately, the way he came out in such a sorry state made it difficult for others to think that he was a master.
The next moment, his eyes fell on Li Tian, and his pupils shrank. He subconsciously shouted,""Brother Tian ..."
