A long wind blew across a mountain range that was surrounded by wolves.
The three big men stood quietly, and the Tauren on the ground kept groaning in pain.
Zhan liuming's dark eyes looked at Li Chu, not knowing what to say.
He became famous at a young age and had always been the best in Hangzhou Prefecture with two things.
He was handsome and good at fighting.
There was no order in the rankings.
The rising stars of the pugilistic world in recent years were mostly similar.
However, after seeing the little Daoist today, he suddenly felt that these two things seemed to be somewhat illusionary.
Perhaps the inner part of a person was the most important part.
He had vaguely heard of Li Chu's name before. Recently,"little Daoist li" had been very prominent in the Imperial court.
Slaying the ghost king, getting rid of the zombie, and bringing in the tainted witnesses of the king of Jiangnan's mansion one by one for a stroll.