Soul Immortal

The Ghost Market

Seeing Lu Xiaolong's happy look, Tang Feng knew it was the right time to come, and he couldn't help pondering. "Due to the limited time, I can only bring more than a hundred people. The number of the other party is unknown, and there must be at least two or three Hundreds of people. So, the more people we go, the better. And, we need to have a stronger cultivation."

"En." Lu Xiaolong thought about it for a moment, then said immediately. "Tang Duozhu wait a moment. I'll see how many people are in the house before deciding."

Tang Feng nodded immediately, and sat on the chair without moving. Lu Wenfeng interjected, "Father, do you want me to go to the academy to find some people?"

Lu Xiaolong couldn't help laughing and said. "That's not necessary, we will take care of the organization."

After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaolong turned his head and shouted to the side room next to him, "Where is the lead horse?"

With a flash of light, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of the three