a look of contentment on his face. A cigarette hangs from his lips, looking quite relaxed!"Master Buhuo, the medicinal herbs for refining the pills are ready. I wonder when Master Buhuo will be able...ere terrified and turned to run.It's a pity they were too late. Chen Ping's hands glowed with gold, terrifying spiritual energy swirling above them. Then, his palms shot out simultaneously, two beams...