Chapter 145: The Fake Table

ed years, they wouldn't be able to cultivate enough merit to cure their daughter's illness!"Chen Ping let out a cold smile!Several people's faces wore expressions of helplessness. There was no other w...and hair, while the young one was only a little older than Chen Ping. Both of them wore gray robes, and on the collar of their clothes, there was embroidered a pattern of an incense burner!"Who are yo...