I would like to ask my fellow Taoists to collect my work and subscribe to my work.

The wooden sword behind the old Taoist priest turned into a golden sword formation to protect him, and a flying sword in his hand attacked Doudou. Doudou slid his right hand on the surface of the piano, and three red crescent arcs flew out from the surface of the piano.

The flying sword in the air collided with the moon arc. Doudou took two steps back, blinked his eyes, and two red lights ...