Overwhelmed by the immense gains, Fang Zong began to space out.
The changes around them had also come to an end. Rouge Road and eight old alleys had all turned to ashes, ruins and broken walls. They were clearly buildings that had been half-built but then abandoned. Because there were no living people and all the ghosts had been eliminated, they were especially desolate in the moonlight.
Zhao Xiao slumped at Fang Zong's feet, yet still arrogantly raised his head and stared directly at Fang Zong.
"Please be careful..."
Suddenly, sirens blared, and countless police cars lined up in a long queue, while more than a dozen helicopters flew overhead.
The searchlight shone downwards.
The demon-slaying team and the armed police also looked down and saw Fang Zong raise his head and spew out beautiful, pure blue flames from his seven orifices, just like the Fire God descending from the sky!
"You can handle the rest."
Fang Zong grabbed Zhao Xiao and took a step forward, creating a fire dragon hundreds of meters long.
In a few steps, he disappeared into the night.
Sunrise and sunset, the sky completes a twelve-hour cycle.
Deep in the mountains near Shimen City, there is a pillar of light that breathes in the essence of the sun and moon, as well as the spiritual energy of the mountains, whether it is day or night.
Fang Zong sat cross-legged ten meters in the sky, his body rising and falling intermittently.
Beside him were Zhao Xiao and Hu Batian, who looked at Fang Zong and then at each other.
In the end, the human eye and the cat's eye simply came face to face...
"Meow, a demon in the heart?" Hu Batian stood up on his hind legs, straightened the little bow tie around his neck, put his two little front paws on his hips, and pointed one paw at Zhao Xiao's nose smugly: "See? My human encountered a demon in the fifth level of the art, which is something that can only be encountered in the seventh level of the art. Do you know why? If you know, you should know how to treat your cat master, right?"
Zhao Xiao gritted his teeth: "This saint is none other than the Lord of Ten Thousand Rivers, Qingyuan Miaodao Erlang, the Manifest Saint True Lord, Chongying Huimin Great Emperor!"
Tiger Overlord: "A phoenix that has lost its feathers is no better than a chicken!"
Zhao Xiao gritted his teeth: "This saint is the True Lord of the Pure Source Wonderful Path, the Great Emperor of Sichuan, the Manifestation of the Mighty Spirit!"
Tiger Overlord: "Not even as good as a chicken!"
Zhao Xiao: "I am the Holy Erlang Shen!"
Tiger Overlord: "Beggar's Chicken!"
Zhao Xiao was furious and immediately took action to crush this arrogant bastard. But suddenly, a strong hand pressed down on his forehead!
Fang Zong smiled dangerously and said, "Please tell me..."
Should I beat you to death, or strangle you?
Zhao Xiao roared angrily, "I have rendered meritorious service to Heaven! You will be punished for killing me!"
"Heh, karma?"
Fang Zong laughed even more heartily.
Just because he was cursed with a demon in his heart, the nation's fortune gave him three kinds of compensation, plus an extra one.
He hadn't quite figured it out yet, but Zhao Xiao's words helped him understand.
Good and evil will eventually come to an end, and human nature will eventually be rewarded.
The nation's destiny is certainly not about fearing him; there is only one reason: to 'respect' him.
He asks himself if he is not a saint, then the reason is very simple: in one of his past lives, he was probably a sage whom even the fate of the nation should respect!
Erlang Shen Yang Jian?
Compared to the grand destiny of the nation, it's nothing!
He squinted.
Erlang Shen also squinted his eyes.
Ten seconds later, Erlang Shen took a deep breath and said, "I'm not afraid of you, but..."
After saying "but," Zhao Xiao chuckled and said ingratiatingly to Fang Zong, "I certainly won't listen to you, but you saved my life."
"This makes two times in total, including last time. Brother Fang Zong, does Dragon Nest Academy still need a fourth-level mage who can single-handedly defeat a sixth-level mage as a teacher?"
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I had some things to do, so I drank some alcohol at noon.
I only had two drinks, thinking it wouldn't affect my writing, but I still have a headache now. I guess I'd better not drink at all.
That's all for today. Tomorrow's update will still be 15,000 words.
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