Bab 105: Voodoo Demon Master

Ling Pingan felt that he was lost.

He didn't know how long he had been wandering in this winding mountain gorge.

It was almost dark.

He was still wandering in the dense forest.

The main reason was that he had turned back many times.

That was normal. Humans used to doubt themselves and denying themselves.

Ling Pingan was no exception.

After all, he was just an ordinary person.

Moreover, he was just an ordinary lazy person. He had always wanted to eat, wait for death, and win equally.

Other than playing games and writing novels, he had no interest in doing anything else.

Therefore, even though he had culinary skills comparable to that of a chef, he ate take-out every day.

Even though he was doing nothing every day, he refused to wash his own clothes.

As Ling Pingan watched the sky gradually turn dark, he began to feel a little frustrated.