"Donor Tushan, although the Lotus of Love is a rare magic weapon in the world, we in Foshan Temple have never done things like changing one's mind before. I don't know what the consequences will be. You..." Master Wuxiang.
"Master Wuxiang, I wonder if my father has ever told you that I am the most gifted weapon refiner of the Fox Clan's Tushan clan in the past thousand years..."
Tu Shanqing moved her hands to move the Duqing Lotus, and complex golden runes emanated from its body. The golden light quickly locked onto Tu Shanqing and Jueqing. The Duqing Lotus flew into the air, rapidly growing larger, blooming, sucking the two into it, and then closing...
Three days later, the people from Foshan Temple sent Tushan Qing back to the Tushan Fox Clan, and took the unconscious Juqing Fozi away from the demon world via a teleportation formation.
Yan Baibai witnessed everything, and just when she thought the illusion was about to end, her consciousness began to become blurred again.
When she regained consciousness, she saw a dim scene before her eyes, heard tinkling sounds, dark shadows, and a sound of breaking air, followed by the sound of a whip hitting flesh, but she did not hear any wailing.
An old ox plowing the field will stop making any sound if it is whipped too many times.
Not long after, Yan Baibai saw clearly everything in front of him - a dark mine.
There are many skinny "people" in the mine tunnel, carrying huge baskets full of black ore on their backs.
"You money-losing waste, why did I give birth to a half-demon like you!" A curse came from a woman's voice, full of disgust and malice: "You really deserve to die, damn it!"
A little boy of six or seven years old, carrying a basket bigger than himself, appeared in front of Yan Baibai. Even though his face was black, Yan Baibai still recognized the person in front of him from his familiar eyes - Lu Wuxiu.
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