"The Ninth Peak has finally offended Zhuang Zizhen," Chi Ning couldn't help but sneer. "Zhuang Zizhen may not be very talented, but he's notoriously petty. He lost a demon pill for nothing, and he's going to hold a grudge against him for a long time."
Zong Ting didn't say anything. He looked at the Ninth Peak, which had no intention of letting him go up the mountain, and turned to leave.
Chi Ning paused, glared fiercely in the direction of the top of the ninth peak, and left immediately after.
It's finally quiet...
Li Changan curled up in the rattan chair and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the little Nezha jumping up from the mountain path, Li Changan felt a headache.
He swore that this was not his idea. He really didn't expect that this little girl would be even more shameless than him.
Nezha came over holding the demon pill and looked at Li Changan with curiosity. "Brother, this smells good. Can I eat it?"
Li Changan: "..."
Nezha thought about it, put the demon pill in his pocket, and turned to look in the direction of Shenxiang Peak.
She compared them in her mind and felt that this thing might be edible, but it was definitely not as delicious as the golden dragon.
It would be great if that pretentious guy could send that dragon over here.
…
The four holy places have finally gathered in Taixuan Sect. It is conceivable that the holy place meeting every fifty years is about to begin.
This made Li Changan very melancholy. He was a person who was afraid of trouble. Trouble meant danger. With his strength in the Qi training realm, he would not be able to escape unscathed whenever there was any danger.
And now, that old bastard Chen Bailou has pushed himself to the front.
"Hey, what should I do?"
Li Changan squatted under the big locust tree, pulling his hair with both hands, his face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.
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