Extra Chapter Xiaobai Chapter 1
"Senior Mengpo, are you saying that everything is arranged by fate, so my little disciple has entered reincarnation again? What about the others..."
"I know what you want to ask. Ai Ye and Tian had already violated the rules. We old guys tampered with the great formation of the heavens and wiped them all out.
I extracted a bit of Xiaobai's soul since she was a child, and now she has been reincarnated. This time, you have to take good care of her for me.
The laws of heaven and earth have been rewashed. The guy named Tiandao is called Zhishu. After complying with the new laws, he will be the only Tiandao.
There will no longer be any gods or immortals in this world.
All cultivation is to be carried out according to the original plan of the ancient world. All the ancient gods of the heavens and the myriad worlds have returned to their positions. When you go back, you must tell everyone to cultivate well. "
Meng Po was cooking Meng Po soup again. At this time, a plump and handsome man actually set up a fishing rod beside the Naihe Bridge to fish.
The ghost on the side seemed to be invisible, and Meng Po bowed to him respectfully.
“No need to be polite. I didn’t expect that after sleeping for so long, I woke up to find the world still follows the same rules as before. It’s really boring.
I thought that guy Tian could create some new prosperous era, but unfortunately there is no successor.
Meng Po, how about you lend me your little King of Hell?"
"Sir, my little brat has finally gotten what he deserves. You should choose another successor. I, an old woman, can't bear to let him go."
"Well, then I'll have to work harder and look for it again." Then the man disappeared.
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On the day that Master brought me back to the sect, Senior Sister was flattening three mountaintops with her sword energy.
The wanted posters of our head senior brother were all over the notice board, and the explosive talisman of our second senior brother almost killed me.
The third senior brother stuffed candy beans into his mouth every day to apologize: "Junior sister, I'm sorry." But he is obviously the Demon Lord.
The fourth senior sister's group of handsome demon men blocked the mountain gate. The fifth senior brother raised his sword and sneered: "Who dares to lead the little junior sister astray?"
The most outrageous thing is that the incarnation of heaven is the guy who executes the order. He always drops equipment when I am digging grass, just like this: "Keep digging, just passing by, do you need help?"
Supernatural.
And my card partners, the God of Death, was asking for my life: "Lord Pluto, we are short of one, so let's put the Book of Life and Death aside first."
I gnawed on the heavenly grade spiritual herbs and sighed: This generation of bosses is too difficult to lead, so I'd better go to Dragon Palace for a quiet vacation.
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Today, the sect still welcomes the sunrise amidst chaos.
I just crawled out of the pile of files in the underworld that could crush a ghost to death. My soul still carries the coolness of the banks of the Forgotten River, and my eyelids feel as heavy as if they could be hung with weights.
As a result, as soon as I stepped into the sect, there was a loud "boom" and the ground bounced three times, almost sending me, the King of Hell, back to be reborn for a second time.
Looking up, wow, those iconic Cuiping Peaks in the distance, which were said to have been moved by the founder of the mountain with great magical powers, are now bald, as if they were bitten by a violent giant.
The fresh and hot sword intent was still hissing in the air, overbearing and cold. No need to ask, it was the work of the eldest sister.
Over on the notice board, there was a brand new wanted poster with ink all over it, and the name of our head senior brother Liu Fufeng was written in a flamboyant style at the bottom. The string of zeros following the reward amount made me dizzy.
The portrait of the senior sister on the wanted poster... Tsk, it's still so sloppily drawn, highlighting only her eyes that can freeze people into ice.
"Splitting the mountain again? Which warrior has made her unhappy this time?" I rubbed my buzzing solar plexus, moved to the breakfast stall next to me, and ordered a bowl of hot spiritual rice porridge.
The stall owner, an outer disciple who looked honest, skillfully served me porridge and lowered his voice: "Hey, who else could it be? It is said that Senior Brother Jimo is causing trouble again, and it seems to be related to the one in front... Ahem, it's a bit unclear.
Don't you know the temper of the senior sister? She gets angry easily.
The headmaster's face, tsk tsk, you didn't see it, it was darker than the bottom of a pot. It is said that he summoned Brother Jimo on the spot and asked him to 'come to the Finance Hall as soon as possible to discuss the budget for repairing the mountain damaged by the master uncle and the compensation for mental damage'. "
I almost choked to death on a mouthful of porridge. Jimo Bai realized the way of love, and his love path was so bumpy that it was like dancing repeatedly on the sect's infrastructure funding.
As I was sighing, a burnt smell suddenly came into my nose.
"careful……"
A distorted scream exploded.
I reflexively rushed out holding the bowl of porridge like a lazy donkey.
Almost at the same time, where I was standing, "boom..." a ball of blazing fire wrapped in violent spiritual power suddenly exploded, and gravel and dirt splashed all over my head and face like they were free.
Amid the smoke and dust, Second Brother Li Xiaoran, with a dark face and smoke coming out of his hair standing upright, came out in a panic from his weapon refining room, whose roof was half blown off.
He was still holding half a piece of burnt talisman paper in his hand, his eyes staring straight ahead.
"Cough cough cough... It was a mistake, a complete mistake. It seems that the innovative talisman has failed again." He coughed and tried to wipe off the black dust on his face. His eyes swept over me and instantly brightened.
"Junior sister? Are you okay? Oh, what a coincidence! My newly researched 'Spirit Gathering Explosion Amplification Talisman' is just about to undergo the final stability test. Uh, why do you look so grim? Are you scared? Come here, let me calm you down."
He fumbled around in his arms in a panic, completely ignoring the disaster he had caused and the terrified eyes of the disciples around him.
I heard that he used to be a steady disciple from aristocratic family, but I think it's fake. I also heard that he used to have short hair, but now he wears various jade crowns on his black hair every day, and he just short of having the few words my Taoist partner gave him engraved on his forehead.
I held my bowl of spiritual rice porridge, which was only half full and mixed with a lot of mud, and looked at the smoking charred pit on the ground with lingering fear.
Well, today's breakfast is completely ruined.
"Second Senior Brother," I wiped my face and pointed at the refining room behind him that was still falling apart, "If Sister Ling Shuang knew that you blew up the house again, do you think she would still agree to go to the Taoist Couple Ceremony with you next month?"
The smile on Second Brother’s face froze instantly, becoming uglier than crying: “No, little Junior Sister, dear Junior Sister, you can’t tell on me.
I wish you happiness for the rest of your life."
Before he could finish his words, a fiery red figure, accompanied by a fragrant breeze, landed precisely next to us.
Sister Ling Shuang raised her eyebrows, looking at the ruins and the face of her second senior brother, she stamped her feet in anger: "Li Xiaoran, you are destroying me again.
The repair fee will be deducted from your allowance for next month, double it. Also, go to the cliff and face the wall for three days. If I see you playing with these dangerous things again before the ceremony, I will not marry you."
The second senior brother instantly wilted, with his head drooping, and was dragged away by Sister Ling Shuang by his ears. Before leaving, he looked back at me pitifully.
I silently picked up the bowl and took a sip of the porridge mixed with mud. Hmm, the taste was more "rich".
Just as I swallowed the last mouthful of earthy porridge, someone patted my shoulder gently.
Looking back, I saw the handsome and somewhat enchanting face of my third senior brother, but this time it was filled with a smile that could be described as "kind", and he was holding a delicate little jade bottle in his hand.
"Junior sister, good morning." His voice was gentle, but his eyes were filled with a cautious guilt that I couldn't understand. "Come, try the 'Hundred Flavors Soul-Enriching Pill' that Senior Brother just made. It contains South Sea Ice Soul Honey and Northern Wasteland Red Fruit. It will refresh your mind, beautify your skin, and be of great benefit to your... well, soul."
Without saying anything, he poured out a few colorful and sweet-smelling candy beans and stuffed them into my hand.
I stared numbly at the priceless candy beans in my palm.
here we go again.
Ever since I joined the sect, my third senior brother, who holds the title of Demon Lord and is dedicated to having the demons reclaim wasteland, plant trees, and build a harmonious world of cultivation, has always looked at me with a look that says "I'm sorry but I won't tell you why even if you kill me," and then used all kinds of tricks to stuff top-notch elixirs into my mouth as candy to coax me.
"Third Brother," I sighed, "You really don't owe me any money, right? Or did you accidentally kill one of my Taoist partners from my previous life?"
The third brother's smile froze for a moment, then became even brighter, with a hint of guilt that was barely noticeable: "Haha, little sister is really good at joking, I just think you're cute and want to be nice to you.
Eat it quickly, it won’t be effective if it gets cold.” He added quickly, his eyes wandering as if he was avoiding something.
"Oh, by the way, my father... uh, the old demon lord, asked me to bring you a message, saying that he had just obtained a new plant of Nine Nether Resurrection Grass, and he will send it to you someday to replenish your body.
He said that you are so young and have to take on so many duties, it's too hard." After saying that, without waiting for my reaction, he almost slipped away without touching the ground. From his back, it looked like he was fleeing in panic.
I pinched the jelly beans, the corners of my mouth twitching. The old demon lord? The fierce god who was said to have trembled the demon world three times when he stamped his feet?
Now he happily visits the sect every day, bragging to everyone he meets that his son (my third senior brother) is a genius in both alchemy and formation, and he even shamelessly wants to be an elder? This world is too magical.
"Junior sister, junior sister, come and see." A clear and excited voice came from far away.
Fourth Senior Sister Bai Yanyan rushed to me like a burning cloud, her beautiful face filled with excitement. She grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the mountain gate, "The demon tribe has sent the 'samples', hurry up.
Help me decide which one is the most pleasing to the eye. I tell you, I am determined to win this handsome man contest! I will leave a few good ones for you by then."
I staggered when she pulled me, and when I looked up, my scalp instantly went numb.
Outside the sect's majestic Jade Mountain Gate, there was a riot of demons.
No, it was a gathering of monsters. Each of them was transformed into a handsome and extraordinary creature with great monster power. They were dressed in gorgeous and ostentatious clothes. Some were leaning, some were standing, some were sitting, in different postures, but all of them were looking towards the sect with a bit of eagerness.
The demonic power fluctuations emanating from their bodies are at least at the level of a demon king, and there are also quite a few that have the aura of a demon emperor.
How could this be called a "sample"? This was clearly a terrifying lineup that could easily defeat several medium-sized sects.
At this moment, these big monsters, who could cause an earthquake with a stomp of their feet, were fighting fiercely for a few positions as "temporary workers guarding the mountain gate."
"Hey, you black bear demon, you are so clumsy that you can't even stand straight when on guard. How can you represent the dignity of our sect? Let my Qingluan clan do it." A Qingluan Demon King with gorgeous feathers screamed.
"Bah, what does a flat-haired beast know about momentum? What is needed to guard the mountain gate is someone as mighty and majestic as me." The black bear demon king who was named pounded his thick chest, his voice like a bell.
"In terms of affinity, it belongs to my spirit fox clan."
"In terms of deterrence, it is naturally my Black Armor Earth Dragon."
The scene was extremely chaotic, with saliva and evil spirits flying everywhere.
The corners of my mouth twitched even more violently.
It’s all that damn Aotian’s fault. After becoming the Demon Queen, he brags every day in the demon clan’s territory about how good the treatment is working in our sect, how much spiritual energy is available, and how he can watch the eldest sister’s sword energy and the third brother’s elixir up close (although it’s most likely that he was just peeking).
This made these big monsters as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they were trying their best to grab a position.
The fourth sister's eyes lit up as she pointed here and there with her jade finger: "This one is good, strong and powerful, and that one is also good, with delicate eyebrows and eyes.
Oh, the one with flowing silver hair and cool temperament is my type, I’ll keep her.
Sister, I can afford to support my junior sister, look at that..."
"What is she looking at?"
A bone-chilling voice carrying a sharp sword intent suddenly rang out, instantly drowning out the noise of all the monsters at the mountain gate.
The air temperature dropped suddenly, and those noisy monsters seemed to be strangled by the neck. They were instantly silent, shrinking their necks and looking at the source of the sound in horror.
I don't know when my fifth senior brother Xiao Jue appeared behind me, dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure like a solitary pine tree on a peak.
He did not hold a sword in his hand, but the invisible pressure that came from the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, tempered by the incense and offerings of all the people, was like a real ice field, making the Demon Emperors present feel short of breath.
His eyes were as sharp as a knife, slowly sweeping across the group of gorgeously dressed "beautiful men" of the demon race at the mountain gate, and finally fell on the fourth sister. His voice was calm, but it was filled with an unquestionable sense of judgment:
"Bai Yanyan, if you dare to instigate Junior Sister to look at these messy things again, believe it or not, I will go and destroy your Demon Palace right now, chop up all those 'samples' and feed them to the spirit pigs in the back mountain?"
The excitement on Fourth Senior Sister’s face froze instantly. She shrank her neck and muttered quietly, “Why are you so fierce… You can’t even make a joke…”
Fifth Senior Brother snorted coldly and turned his gaze towards me. His freezing coldness subsided a little, but he was still serious: "Junior Sister, a cultivator should focus on one thing. Don't be blinded by these external things."
I looked at the serious and handsome face of my fifth senior brother, and then at the group of demon kings and demon kings at the mountain gate who were trembling under the pressure of my fifth senior brother and trying to curl themselves up into a ball to reduce their presence.
Think about the heroic figure of the eldest sister splitting the mountain, the second brother blowing up the house, the strange sugar beans of the third brother, the "kindness" of the old demon lord, and the gnashing teeth of the head brother as he calculated the compensation when he posted the wanted order...
An indescribable feeling of vicissitudes surged into my heart. How could this sect be full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers?
This is clearly a group of Gu Kings, and I am the unlucky guy who has to struggle to survive among the Gu Kings, hold the important position of the King of Hell, and find time to dig herbs.
When Meng Po comes to see me, she always says, "Xiao Bai, you are everyone's favorite in this life."
Physically and mentally exhausted.
I silently put one of the candies given by my third senior brother into my mouth. Well, the sweetness of the ice honey mixed with the warmth of the red fruit instantly soothed my tired soul. The taste was indeed excellent.
Okay, for the jelly beans' sake.
Just as I swallowed the candy beans, the ghostly figure of my junior brother suddenly "squeezed" out from the air next to me.
Her face was still flushed with excitement from having just returned from an expedition in a small space: “Junior sister, hurry up.
I found a very interesting secret fragment, which is full of singing glowing mushrooms. Let's go, my brother will take you..."
"Yan...Jin...Jin"
A loud shout was like a thunderclap, carrying with it the unique spiritual power fluctuations of the talisman, and enveloped him accurately.
Second Senior Brother Lin Jingyu somehow escaped from Sister Ling Shuang's "escort". With messy hair and half of his face burnt black, he rushed over with a thick-backed broadsword as big as a door panel (probably newly refined?) in hand, full of murderous intent, his eyes locked on the youngest Senior Brother.
"You little brat, you're lazy again.
How many moves of the 'Nine Slashes of Breaking the Void' have you practiced? If you don't practice it a thousand times today, don't even think about sneaking out to play again. Come here."
The second senior brother roared, and his big hand like a palm-leaf fan accurately grabbed the back collar of the younger senior brother who was trying to escape into the space again.
"Second brother, please spare my life. I will take little sister to see the mushrooms. It will be quick. I promise to be back soon." Little brother Ye Xun struggled in vain like a kitten with its neck grabbed.
“What mushrooms are you looking at? Look at my knife first.” The second brother dragged the youngest brother away without giving him any explanation, leaving the echo of the youngest brother's plaintive words “Junior sister, save me…” floating in the wind.
I:"……"
Well, another playmate is gone.
I pinched my brows and felt that the mountains of life and death books in the underworld were waving at me.
At this moment, three extremely powerful divine thoughts with an ancient and primitive aura, like three invisible chains, ignored the spatial distance and "poked" directly into my sea of consciousness accurately and with a little impatience.
[Little Pluto] The mind of the God of Killing Zhu is like the sound of metal clashing, full of murderous aura, [Come quickly! We are short of one person, it is extremely urgent, throw that broken book of life and death aside first, if you delay any longer, believe it or not, I will go straight to your Pluto Palace and overturn the table? ] This is the God of Killing Zhu.
Then the God of War's thoughts were as steady as a mountain, but with an unquestionable urgency, [We have already warmed up the wine and set up the game. How can official business be more important than the card game? Come quickly. ]
The third divine thought belonged to Elder Liu, with his usual know-it-all smile: [Girl, come quickly. I have acquired some gadgets from the beginning of the chaos. It will be fun to play with them and chat with them at the same time. It is much more interesting than looking at those weird names.
By the way, I came to play Pai Gow. 】
Everything went dark before my eyes.
This life-threatening card game is even more heart-wrenching than the howling of evil spirits at the bottom of the Forgotten River.
I had to attend classes during the day (even though I dozed off halfway through Master's lecture) and report to Master (even though most of the time I spent listening to Master complain about how stingy the head brother was).
Not only must he deal with this group of troublesome seniors, he must also go to the underworld to work as a social animal and correct the Book of Life and Death at night...Now, even the time for playing cards and slacking off is urged by the ancient killing god.
The baby feels sad, but dares not say it for fear of being attacked.
I hung my head, dragged my legs that felt like they were filled with lead, and resigned myself to the forbidden area behind the sect's mountain, where the spiritual energy was said to be the most chaotic and ordinary disciples dared not approach. That was the "chess and card room" where the God Killers lived.
On the way, I passed by a medicinal garden filled with spiritual energy. Thinking of the half bowl of porridge that was blown away during the day, my stomach began to growl.
Forget it, I'll just dig some snacks to fill my stomach. I groped my way to an inconspicuous pile of rocks at the edge of the herb garden, took out my small jade shovel, and weakly dug a few times.
"bite."
There was a crisp sound, like jade falling to the ground.
I looked down. In the moist soil that had just been dug, quietly lay a shining plant with leaves like jade carvings, and a longan-sized fruit on the top, shrouded in colorful clouds. It was a top-grade fruit, the Seven Clouds Glazed Fruit.
Eating one of these can save an ordinary cultivator a hundred years of hard training.
I paused, raised my head expressionlessly, and cast my gaze precisely at the seemingly empty cloud layer diagonally above me.
The clouds fluctuated very slightly, and the figure of a young man wearing a simple blue shirt and with an extremely handsome face seemed to be "seen" from nothingness by me.
He was floating there, his body upright, but his eyes avoided my sight in panic, and his white ears turned a thin layer of red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was none other than the incarnation of Heaven, Zhishu, who loved to "pass by" over the sect whenever he had nothing to do.
I looked at him without saying anything, but raised the glowing glass fruit in my hand.
Zhixu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something nonsense like "coincidence" or "natural conception", but under my all-seeing eyes, those words were stuck in his throat.
His fair cheeks were flushed, his eyes became more erratic, and he finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "...Well, it's growing well.
You... continue."
Before he finished speaking, he seemed to be unable to bear my gaze any longer, and his figure suddenly faded and completely merged into the clouds, disappearing without a trace. Only the priceless heavenly grade spiritual fruit was left in my hand, still emitting an alluring glow and aura.
I weighed the heavy "pass fee" and thought of the three death-threatening thoughts in my sea of consciousness. Well, I'll eat a fruit to calm myself down, and then go deal with the three ancestors.
I rubbed the dirt on my body with the glittering Qixia Liuli fruit, then took a bite and bit off a small half of it.
The sweet, clear, majestic and extremely pure spiritual energy instantly exploded in his mouth, flowing down his throat into his limbs and bones, dispelling the fatigue of his soul, and even the resentment of being urged to play cards. Mm, so sweet.
The snacks that Tiandao personally “feeds” are of guaranteed quality.
While chewing the priceless fruit, I felt the warmth surging in my body and slowly walked towards the "chess and card room" shrouded in chaotic fog deep in the forbidden area.
Before I even got close, I heard the violent roar of the God of Killing coming from inside:
"What are you hesitating for, Little Pluto? I can't hold back my killing intent any longer. If you don't come, I will chop your little broken mountain into pieces with my sword."
I stuffed the remaining glass fruit into my mouth in two or three bites, swallowed it whole, patted the crumbs on my hands, and took a deep breath.
He tried hard to put on a fake smile that said "I'm super active and love playing cards" and pulled aside the "door curtain" that was naturally formed by the chaotic airflow.
"Here I come, here I come. Why are you rushing me? Shuffle the cards." I shouted back with full force, sat down on the empty seat next to the mahjong table made of ten thousand year old soul nurturing wood and engraved with mysterious divine patterns, and slapped the table majestically, "Today, I, the Hades, will kill everyone in my way. I will show you what it means to be the number one mahjong god in the underworld."
The God of Killing snorted coldly, the God of War silently played cards, and Elder Liu smiled and pushed over a cup of fragrant nectar that was almost liquid with spiritual energy: "Girl, don't be so angry. Come, moisten your throat first. This is the best thing I have in my bottom drawer."
The nectar went down my throat, sweet and mellow, and a warm force soothed my soul, which was ten thousand times more comfortable than the cold ghost air in the underworld. I sighed with satisfaction, not caring about the Book of Life and Death, splitting mountains and blowing up houses, or the Demon King handsome men group.
At this moment, the sky is big, the earth is big, and the game is the biggest.
The sound of shuffling cards rang out, mixed with the murderous declarations of "Peng." and "Gang." from the God of Killer Zhu, the calm "Hu Le" from the God of War, and Elder Liu's cheerful commentary and gossip.
In this wonderful card game consisting of three ancient true gods (and an old gossip), I finally found a trace of happiness that belongs to the salted fish Pluto, which is to take a break from busy work.
Until... a clear sound like the collision of jade, with a hint of imperceptible concern, once again sounded directly from the depths of my sea of consciousness, interrupting my "all-in-one" cause:
[Liuli Fruit... do you like it? Don't be greedy, the spiritual energy is too strong for your soul...]
It was Zhixu. This guy hadn't left yet? Was he still "passing by"?
I held the key card I had just touched, and the smile on my face almost broke.
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At the poker table, the God of Killer Zhu was preparing to knock down his "Big Four" with murderous intent, the God of War was as still as a mountain but his eyes were shining, Elder Liu was twirling his beard and smiling like an old fox, and I was holding the "Two-Piece" that determined my fate, and my hands were shaking. At this critical moment.
[Liuli Fruit... do you like it? Don't be greedy, the spiritual energy is too strong for your soul...]
Zhixu's clear and hesitant voice was like a small feather, scratching the deepest part of my sea of consciousness.
"Puff..." I was startled, my hand trembled, and the "two-tube" fell on the table with a snap.
"Oh my goodness." Elder Liu was quick to grab the card that was almost swept away by the chaotic airflow, and said in great pain, "Girl, you failed at the critical moment! My Thirteen Yao was about to win."
The God of Killing slapped the table, causing the Ten Thousand Years Soul Nurturing Tree to tremble three times. His murderous aura condensed into solid frost. "Little, Dark King, how dare you stand me up? Do you want to try out my newly realized 'Seven Tribulations of Killing Gods'?"
His scarlet eyes locked onto the "Second Barrel" I dropped, and then scanned my frozen expression, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, "Did something slip through your sea of consciousness just now?"
Although the God of War did not speak, his gaze as steady as a mountain fell on me with a questioning look.
I broke out in a cold sweat.
Which of these three masters is easy to fool? Saying that the Heavenly Dao is giving me special treatment in my sea of consciousness? I am afraid that the Pluto Palace is too stable!
"Nothing...nothing." I quickly picked up the dropped "two tubes" and stuffed it into the pile of cards, pretending to be calm and forcing a sincere smile on my face.
"It's just... it just suddenly occurred to me that the Hades has a particularly urgent book of life and death that needs to be reviewed. Yes,
An old man who lived to be 999 years old, will die today at midnight. His children and grandchildren are about to fight in the Yama Palace for the family property. I have to go and uphold justice. The card game... let's play the card game next time. I'll treat you next time.
There is plenty of wine!"
I spoke as fast as a string of cannonballs, not giving the three bosses any time to react. I grabbed the small black jade seal on the table that symbolized Hades' authority (it was actually a trick made from a mahjong dice), and with great speed, I activated my most powerful escape skill, Shadow Escape.
"Seniors, official business is urgent, so I'll take my leave." Before I finished speaking, my figure had turned into a faint ink-black shadow, and I slipped out of the "chess and card room" shrouded in chaotic airflow, leaving behind the furious roar of Sha Shen Zhu and the sound of the card table being slammed.
"You bastard, you dare to run? I will remember you."
"Alas, young people, you just can't keep your cool..." Elder Liu's sigh could be heard faintly.
The God of War seemed to hum softly.
I escaped from the forbidden area in the back mountain in one breath. I patted my chest and felt that my soul was frozen by the murderous aura just now.
It was a close call, I almost got sliced and analyzed. Zhixu is such a jerk, he just gave me the fruit, why is he spreading the message?
Don’t you know that there are three living ancestors squatting here?
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