Ask for Immortality

The ten-year-old Mo, like a little adult, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll handle it," then took out several talismans from the storage bag behind him. He handed them to the chubby kid along with white paper and red ink.,After tucking the formation diagram into his sleeve, he dashed up the mountain.,"Good! Good! No matter how talented you are, or how hard you train, in the end you will all still be working for the Qian family like oxen and horses!"。