C1146 The price of conscience

"F * ck, why are even these people here? With them here, what are they still doing!" The Black donkey at the side glared with its eyes wide, feeling indignant and indignant.

"You know them?" Ling Yu asked in astonishment.

"His name is Yin Ping, and he started his cultivation six or seven years before us. He can be considered as our current senior brother or brother type bastard