Chapter 145: The Fake Table

ely a wave of majestic and fresh energy washed over him, making him feel very refreshed.At this point, the scene in the painting has transformed into a lotus pond. One by one, lotuses are in full bloo..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."Suppression Tower away with me…"Chen Ping felt a pang of regret!This demon-suppressing pagoda is a good thing. If one could cultivate inside the demon-suppressing pagoda, it would be twice the result...