The night is the end.
The Lantern Festival and the Lantern Festival are linked together, which means...
If you start causing trouble, I'm going to beat you up, I'll beat you up from morning till night.
Xiaoyao has read every book in the world, and there has never been a text that explains the Lantern Festival in this way.
But since the teacher said that, there must be a reason.
Therefore, drawing the sword is a calamity, and sheathing the sword is also a calamity.
Looking at the demon god, Xiaoyao gripped his sword.
"The Primordial Calamity".
"Night Calamity".
A butterfly flaps its wings, and in the blink of an eye, many things can happen.
In particular, when a supreme human being perfectly controls the consciousness of the upper realm, they can accomplish things beyond imagination.
Some tribulations, once overcome, can lead to becoming the strongest.
If you can't get through it, then it really will be a calamity.
The abyss, now calm again; the severed passage; the annihilated demon god...
All schemes, plots, and evil spirits turned to ashes in the face of absolute power.
Xiaoyao didn't even go to see it.
The moment Xiaoyao decided to take action, everything was already destined, so why bother looking?
He looked down at his Dao sword, lost in thought.
After a long while, He looked at the swordsman and spoke.
"Now, the Lantern Festival is a festival."
Now, He should be able to see His sword clearly.
Unfortunately, he could no longer unleash many sword strikes.
"You wooden stake, why are you talking nonsense? You might as well not say anything."
"The Lantern Festival is a festival."
The swordsman, amused and angered by the Taoist's words, turned and left, leaving the Taoist with only his back view and a sigh echoing in the world.
"Boring."
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