Priceless Baby’s Super Daddy - Chapter 2742 - 2742 Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (260)

Su Ping, who traveled to the world of beast control, awakened the All Souls Catalog. As long as he cultivated more similar beasts, the higher the level of the catalog collected, the better the rewards he would get.

Su Ping: Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?

Are you a strong Dread Wolf? I will directly end the endless wolf pack and beast tide!

Is your Bone King very tough? Look at my undead natural disaster?

You control the Mecha Gundam? I wonder if Deus Ex Machina can withstand the mechanical storm?

You’re an insect-catching boy, right? Follow the Zerg invasion!

All the beast masters: OK, OK, let’s play like this!

Who taught you how to control beasts like this? ! !

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