he middle stage of Nascent Soul today. Don't you think we should settle this score"Hmph!" The old man spat at the Evil-Eyed Taoist, "Degenerate sorcery! Everyone deserves to eradicate you. It's a pity...Ye Bufan looked at Mo Kai with a slight smile: "You're a step too late, there's no chance to be my servant now."

The Iron Armor's skill in seeing the wind and adjusting its sails was truly impressive. With a thud, it knelt down to the ground: "This one, Iron Armor, greets his master!"

"Not bad!"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. This big black man looked foolish, but he was actually quite sensible.

This kind of person is most suitable to be a servant, convenient to use.

.is hand and slapped himself across the cheek, "Master's health is good, may he live for ten thousand years!"Zhang Xiaoyu then nodded with satisfaction: "This young master isn't here to see a doctor, I...