The Mongolian warriors who tore off Quanzhen's Taoist robe were hunting monsters in the forest in a wild manner.

Roaring and laughing wildly.

With his arms naked and carrying a big knife.

Stepping on the ground, singing war songs.

With a life-threatening attitude, he launched a charge towards the huge beasts!

Warriors fell one by one, and more people rushed up.

They are assuring Wang Baoming his bravery!

And Wang Baobao?

Just standing in the distance, holding the rare grapes in summer in my hand, and taking a sip:

"Master Zhao, look, the figure of my great Mongolian warrior is considered to be majestic?"

"Magnificent, the warriors under the little prince's tent are naturally very powerful!"

Zhao Zhijing praised him, but cursed him in his heart.

These naked guys are just a group of stupid guys with insane minds!

He obviously didn't bring any armor, so he had to stay naked!

His expression was completely captured by Wang Baobao.

Then, Wang Baobao chuckled:
Chapter completed!