Chapter 495: Iron Knuckles

he hands of Lao Mo, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive or die.“White Daoist friend, what exactly did you remember”Qin Sang glanced at the corpse puppet bag and couldn't help but ask.During his...the mountains.Let me know if you'd like to translate any other text!Three people reached a welcoming pavilion halfway up the mountain."Please wait here for a moment, I'll go up first."Let me know if y...