"This can't go on, Brother Xiu, what should we do now?" Yang Ming asked anxiously to Fang Xiu's clone at the end of the group.
Fang Xiu's clone calmly said, "I'm only responsible for time reversal; I don't care about anything else."
Seeing that he couldn't rely on external brains within the team, Yang Ming had no choice but to rack his brains.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he looked at Zhao Hao: "Ritian, aren't you from the Hehuan Sect? Why don't you go up and seduce him, and then we can take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack?"
Zhao Hao: "Huh?! It's not even midnight yet."
Yang Ming scratched his head again and tentatively asked Fang Moli, "Why don't you go?"
Fang Moli's face immediately turned cold: "Get out!"
"Hey! I have a short temper!" Yang Ming glared at him. "Then what do you suggest we do? Are we just going to stay here and get beaten up?"
Fang Moli stared intently at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, gently stroking it as if caressing a lover's skin: "You have created an opportunity for me. I can easily slay a mere god with a single sword."
"You're all talk and no action!"
Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Xiao Chuxia stepped forward: "Stop arguing, I have a solution!"
"What method?" Yang Ming asked hurriedly.
Xiao Chuxia smiled confidently: "Let Ritian seduce her, create an opportunity for Fang Moli, and then kill him with one sword!"
Zhao Hao: "......."
Yang Ming: "......."
Fang Moli: "......."
"Big sister, I already said it's not midnight yet."
"Big Blackie, are you deliberately trying to provoke me?"
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