A moment.
Lu Sheng broke out in sweat on his forehead and was frightened.
“I’m going to die!”
This thought suddenly flashed through Lu Sheng's mind.
If this punch hits her hard, she will definitely die. Not only that, the Naihe Bridge will break and the water of the Wangchuan River will fill the entire underworld.
But she couldn't do anything.
Suddenly.
Lu Hen Ge's fist missed her ear by an inch.
Lu Hen Ge retracted his fist and shook his hand: "It feels a bit awkward, maybe I need to practice more."
The imperial pen danced around Lu Hen Ge.
Lu Hen Ge frowned slightly: "Get out of the way."
to be honest.
Lu Hen Ge doesn't like magic weapons like pens, probably because he doesn't like Confucian immortals, so naturally he doesn't like pens either.
The imperial pen ignored Lu Hen Ge's disdain and continued to fly around Lu Hen Ge. Lu Hen Ge was too lazy to pay attention to it and set his eyes on the Bagua mirror.
He was very interested in the mirror.
The other side.
Song Mingdao came to Lu Sheng and asked, "Are you okay?"
Lu Sheng didn't know how to respond. He mumbled for a moment, then finally laughed at himself, "This kid is a nuisance. Take him away now. If he continues to stay here, I'll be worried all the time."
Song Mingdao nodded. He also felt that Lu Hen Ge was a disaster. If he offended Lu Hen Ge, he would probably suffer a lot.
"I have one last question for you."
"Where is Zuhua?"
Song Mingdao was not polite at all!
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