Clad in a white gown, Long Mo’ran’s inner qi suddenly started shaking with anger.
Actually, today he wanted to buy that Telepathic grass, as a birthday gift for Long Wan’er. He had never imagined that the Telepathic grass had long been taken away by the same masked man, making him as futile as carrying water in a bamboo basket!
Not only that, as he was pursuing the masked man carrying his daughter, Long Wan’er, he suddenly arrived at a towering overhanging cliff, and when he leaned forward to have a look downward, then he noticed that the entire region was wrapped by the fog and winds, making the appearance of the bottom totally invisible.