Chapter 1,145: The Martial Saint Lineage >

ir of small eyes almost squeezed out of sight by the flesh on his face.That's the fat guy who was in charge of registering and checking the identities of the slaves before.Let me know if you have any...ound, crept closer.After a few moments, he hid behind a large tree and looked forward.In that direction, three cultivators stood there like they were facing a great enemy, each with a look of despair...