Just as Meng Jingtian was about to leave autumn water city to continue leveling up, he was stopped by another person on the street.
This was a Daoist priest dressed like a fraud. He looked like a sage, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Jingtian felt that this guy must be a F * cking old fraud!
“Lord God, I’ve finally found you! You have the destiny of Heaven, and your luck is abundant. You have the unique favor of the heavens! What do you think about the matter of the Black Dragon Country?”
“Get lost! Stand and watch!”The corner of Meng Jingtian’s mouth twitched. He looked at the guy who was hugging his thigh tightly and looking at him with crazy respect.
“Lord God, there are 36 small countries in the east of the Darkdragon Kingdom. which country do you think can compete with the Darkdragon Kingdom?”The old Taoist was unmoved and continued to ask Meng Jingtian.
