830 It Is Not A Problem Of Colors!

Swish!

All the passers-by around him stopped immediately. They fixed their eyes on Xu Que in surprise. Then they shook their heads sarcastically.

February Red of the Exploding Heavens Faction? Ask for medication?

Buddy, nobody could ask for medication in this way! Lord Zeng will ignore a cultivator at the Form Synthesis Stage who clamors under the pagoda directly.

"Who is making noise here?" a warrior monk walked out of the pagoda at this time. This warrior monk was shaven and looked more like a real monk.

Xu Que bowed at the warrior monk and said politely, "I am February Red of the Exploding Heavens Faction. I am here to ask for medication from Lord Zeng!"

"Just go, Lord Zeng won't see you!" The warrior monk frowned and shook his head as he was about to turn around and leave.

"Why? Is the month or the color wrong? I can change them!" Xu Que asked immediately.