Xue Nuo skipped and hopped onto Fang Zong's arm, laughing and saying, "It's okay, it's okay. Sister Xiaoran said to freeze for half an hour, so it's half an hour. It's not that I'm not giving you face, it's just that the Li family with eight arms hates foreigners. In the 18th century, the Eight-Nation Alliance, and in the 19th century, Japan, the United States, and Russia all sent people to steal the Li family's secret manuals. They wanted to create eight-armed cyborgs, so... tsk tsk, you know what I mean."
"National and personal vendettas?"
"right."
“Okay, I understand.” Fang Zong shrugged, paused, and then suddenly said, “But that doesn’t mean I forgive him.”
Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, Li Xiaoran's icy blue eyes suddenly froze. Before he could turn around, a hand landed on his shoulder.
Fang Zong pressed down on Li Xiaoran's shoulder and said forcefully, "We're teammates, so let me remind you: Yang Tiesheng is my subordinate, not my servant. Even if he were a servant, it would be my business to teach him a lesson. This is a one-time exception, and it won't happen again."
What if there's a next time?
Fang Zong curled his lip: "Hehe."
Li Xiaoran nodded decisively: "I'm sorry."
This time, it was Fang Zong who was stunned. He watched Li Xiaoran start to climb the mountain, then suddenly turned his head and asked, "Is your sister Xiaoran this interesting?"
Xue Nuo said blankly, "I don't know..."
The mountain air was filled with a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine, making one feel cold to the bone.
Besides Fang Zong, Li Xiaoran, and Xue Nuo's group, there were two other experts at the Dharma Gate level, as well as seven or eight ability users at the thirteenth or fourteenth level. Fang Zong felt a little sorry for them and pointed to the group of people who hadn't reached the Dharma Gate level.
Xue Nuo explained, "They won't hold us back."
Fang Zong immediately shook his head: "That's not what I meant."
“Yes, Fang Zong doesn’t look down on them.” Li Xiaoran walked forward, her long hair already loose, and eight snow-white arms radiating an icy blue light. “Fang Zong doesn’t want them to go in and die. Their strength is too weak, and they will definitely be in danger. But Fang Zong, most of them have military status and will not tarnish the honor of their unit’s designation. Some of them also want to improve their strength.”
"Increase your strength?"
“That’s right, life-or-death situations are the easiest to trigger the enhancement of energy nodes.” Li Xiaoran turned back to look at Fang Zong in surprise, feeling quite astonished. How could Fang Zong, who was already a martial general at the Dharma Gate level, not even know such a basic thing?
"Oh." Fang Zong simply smiled and said no more.
The entire Xishan area sprang into action, like a machine that had been started. Everyone worked diligently and methodically, developing a series of targeted plans to deal with emergencies.
Ahead was the entrance identified by the demon-slaying team. It wasn't just black smoke, but also a pungent, reddish-yellow smoke that resembled burning sulfur.
Upon arriving here, Fang Zong discovered that Li Xiaoran, Xue Nuo, and the others were all emanating energy fluctuations that protected their bodies, and the smoke filled with cold, ghostly energy was kept outside their bodies.
"Don't you need to radiate energy to protect yourself?" Xue Nuo asked in surprise when she saw Fang Zong walking so naturally.
Fang Zong just smiled and remained silent.
As long as it's not alive, even ghosts and zombies can't harm it, let alone these poisonous fumes containing a hint of ghostly energy.
Even if you're in a team together, you don't need to explain everything clearly, right?
He only needs to fulfill the responsibilities of a teammate; those idiots who start showing off like they're spilling beans whenever they see a pretty girl basically won't last more than two episodes.
"Ability - Wind Dazzle!" A user used their power.
A powerful expert at the level of a magic gate needs to conserve energy to deal with greater dangers. Naturally, it is those with special abilities who can open up mountains and build bridges over rivers.
As the strong wind swept through, the smoke near the ground thinned considerably. Fang Zong discovered an entrance that looked like a fissure in the earth. He jumped down, looked around, and saw a passageway.
One side of the aisle was blocked, and the other side had no end in sight.
Fang Zong thought for a moment, then walked down the dark and deep corridor.
Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo also jumped down. Li Xiaoran gave Fang Zong a cold look. Her eyes, which had turned a deep blue, seemed to speak, as if she were complaining that Fang Zong was the first one to come down.
"Fang Zong, Xiao Ran should have come down first; she has eight arms," Xue Nuo complained as she walked.
“I can withstand more than her.” Fang Zong said as he continued walking, ignoring the members of the Ghost Killing Team who came down behind him.
When these guys heard that Fang Zong was more resilient than Li Xiaoran, they all gaped and rolled their eyes, as if they had seen a cow flying.
Fang Zong was also very aggrieved; he was truly more resilient than Li Xiaoran.
He doesn't need any defense.
The corridor was winding and twisting, but it also had an end. Fang Zong felt that the direction was tilted downwards. After turning seven or eight corners, he saw a stone gate in front of him.
"Watch out for the traps!" Xue Nuo warned in time.
"I'll go first." Li Xiaoran quickened her pace, preparing to pass Fang Zong.
But at this moment, Fang Zong stopped Li Xiaoran, his gaze swept across both sides of the wall, derailed and crashed, and rushed straight past.
With a loud bang, the stone door shattered, sending debris flying and revealing a larger space. Almost simultaneously, a series of rapid cracking sounds emanated from the surroundings as countless jet-black arrows shot out from the walls.
Unfortunately, it was useless; they all hit Fang Zong's back.
"Glow sticks!" Fang Zong shouted, and two crescent-shaped auras, sharper than sword energy and more ferocious than blade energy, swept across, tearing through the walls on both sides.
This time, there was no further movement. Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo then brought their people over, and several ability users promptly broke off glow sticks and threw them out.
The specially made glow sticks emitted a bright light, like incandescent bulbs, illuminating the space brightly. But that was no longer needed, because at that moment, two rows of bonfires were burning fiercely.
"Knocking on the door would have been enough, why break down my front door? Is that really necessary?" someone else said from the front.
Fang Zong saw the ghostly maids standing in two rows, dressed similarly to the maids of Kui Yinhe, but their faces were numb, as if they had no intelligence.
At the end of the two rows of maids, a young man wearing a black robe with dragon patterns, but with a slightly immature appearance, sat there.
The young man had a smile on his lips, his charm was innate. To describe a man as 'charming' is actually quite inappropriate, but this man truly possessed an innate charm, more like a woman than any woman.
His actions were different; he was very grand, standing up and stretching out his hand, causing seven or eight boxes of gold and jewelry to float up from the ground.
He pushed the jewelry to Fang Zong and laughed, "I am Zhao Changle, a prince from the previous dynasty, or perhaps the dynasty before that, or the dynasty before that. When I was alive, I loved to make friends with heroes. Now that I'm dead, my obsession is that I didn't make enough friends with heroes, so I've become a ghost."
Zhao Changle stared at Fang Zong with shining eyes. "I am a spirit ghost, not a ghost. So, can I be friends with you, the hero who killed the evil ghost general under Prince Ning? If not, there are seven or eight layers of tombs below, and I'll have to escape underground."
Kill the evil general under Prince Ning? Instantly, a large number of eyes were fixed on Fang Zong.
Fang Zong felt a toothache, looked at the mountain of gold and jewelry, and then at Zhao Changle.
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