"Is it that simple?"
Zhao Liqun looked at the monk in front of him with suspicion.
That stinky Taoist priest had four similar flags yesterday, and he could even summon lightning, ice, fire, and other things, but he still couldn't kill those ghosts?!
How can the stinky Taoist priest’s flag have four sides?
The big monk has only one flag in his hand, which is three fewer than the stinky Taoist priest. Are you sure it will work?
"If I say yes, it's okay!"
The big monk became impatient, reached out and grabbed the flag and waved it gently, and the room was instantly filled with darkness.
The shrill roars kept hitting the eardrums of the two men, and Zhou San's legs immediately went limp.
A warm smell of urine crept into his nose, and Zhao Liqun wished he could kick Zhou San, who was clinging to him, out of the room.
But he was also weak in the hands and feet, unable to exert any strength, and could only endure it.
"Ah...something grabbed my foot..."
Zhou San screamed and kicked around, hitting Zhao Liqun several times, which made Zhao Liqun very angry.
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