"I am your father!" Mingzhuo said, throwing his chopsticks away.
The crow flapped its wings, trying to escape, but it was too late; the chopsticks pierced its eye precisely.
"Caw!" the crow cried, then fell flat on its face.
A sparrow flew over and landed on the windowsill.
He spoke in a human voice, but it seemed to carry a hint of anger: "You... you have no martial ethics!"
Upon hearing this, Mingzhuo paused, his other chopsticks, which he was about to throw, clapping. "You have something to say to me? You should have said so earlier. I'm a very reasonable person. Tell me quickly, what is it?"
The sparrow remained silent for a moment.
Mingzhuo was about to throw down his chopsticks again. "Are you going to talk or not?"
Sparrow: "Your soul is very strong, and your body should be very young. I've taken a liking to you."
After saying that, his small, beady eyes stared straight at Mingzhuo, exuding an indescribable evil and chilling aura that sent shivers down everyone's spines.
What did it see in you? Was it your body, or your soul? Being targeted by such a ghostly thing is never a good thing.
Ming Zhuo remained unfazed: "Oh, then I'm sorry, I don't fancy you. Ugly thing, don't try to get your attention in front of me. Get lost!"
As she flung her chopsticks away, she made a sword gesture with her fingers and slashed through the air—
On the other side, the man in white suddenly closed his eyes.
For a long time, he couldn't open his eyes.
Such sharp sword energy, seemingly carrying the power to destroy all evil, forced him to avoid its edge.
I thought the three divine swords of Taoism were hidden in that peach wood sword, but I didn't expect that she could use them empty-handed.
The more this happened, the less he would give up. Such a good container, of course he had to get it for Ayin.
He had just stood up when he suddenly sensed something was wrong, and his expression changed slightly.
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