At this moment, Lu Hongyi smiled a little: "Don't you still have me?"
Shangguan Yue was stunned for a moment, then a look of joy appeared on her face: "What are the chances now?"
Lu Hongyi raised two fingers and said calmly, "Twenty percent!"
"..." Shangguan Yue was speechless. As the sect leader... he was open-minded!
Twenty percent against eighty percent, how can there be a chance of winning!
However, seeing Lu Hongyi's confident look, Shangguan Yue felt much calmer.
Even Shangguan Yue nodded and agreed seriously: "Well, 20% is very high!"
…
Inside Lin'an Palace, Old Tang held his head, seemingly in great pain.
He kept muttering, "I must remember something, I must remember something!"
"Gods and demons cannot coexist, gods and demons cannot coexist..."
"Boy, I will definitely remember something and I won't let you die here!"
Old Tang was breathing heavily and looked extremely painful.
The red light in his eyes and his normal gaze intertwined with each other, and he seemed to be going crazy in the next moment, but recovered in an instant.
Finally, Old Tang stopped thinking.
He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "If I can't come up with anything else, that kid will scold me for letting me down at the critical moment!"
Then, Old Tang took out things one by one from his sleeves.
There are thousand-year-old elixirs, magic weapons, and a whole host of other things that even Old Tang himself doesn't recognize.
If Chen An saw that Old Tang took out so many good things, I wonder if he would be furious!
Just throw it away, you won’t have to beg for food!
Suddenly, Old Tang took out a mirror from among them.
The mirror was as black as ink, but with a faint black halo.
"What is this? It looks familiar. It's mine. What is it for..."
Old Tang fell into painful contemplation again!
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