Chapter 637: The Trouble of Too Much Booty

look at the white-robed cultivator, letting out a threatening growl from deep in its throat.>The Pure-White cultivator casually dropped the long sword in his hand, his heart aching as if it were bleed...."I'm not sure," Yiy said after a moment of thought. She turned her head and asked, "Huǒbǎ, can you do magic"Amber let out a cry."It said it wouldn't," Yīyī then replied.Lü Yè twitched the corner of...