Chapter 27◢
Renhe Tong dreamed back to a month ago.
The difference is that this time the surrounding environment is darker, damp and cold, and there is also Qiu Shuangshuang.
The extra person cried for joy after seeing Xue Bufan, and quickly got up from the ground and wanted to run to Xue Bufan, but she forgot the lesson of falling not long ago, and stepped on the hem of her skirt again, and fell to the ground with a cry of "ouch".
Xue Bufan immediately reached out and grabbed Qiu Shuangshuang's arm before she fell to the ground.
"careful!"
Qiu Shuangshuang, who was kneeling on the ground with her knees hurting from knocking them, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xue Bufan with tears in her eyes. It looked like she was about to burst into tears. Qiu Shuangshuang grabbed Xue Bufan's hand and climbed up from the ground, saying excitedly: "Thank you, benefactor! You saved me again. My skirt is a bit long, and it is troublesome for me to walk."
The original owner of the skirt sneered softly from behind her.
Qiu Shuangshuang froze, a cold sweat broke out, and her face changed as she raised her voice and praised, "But I love this skirt so much. It's exquisitely made, with neat embroidery and gorgeous patterns. It's really a precious and fine skirt!"
Xue Bufan, who was being stared at and praised by her:?
03 floated forward and stopped opposite Xue Bufan and Qiu Shuangshuang.
In Tong's eyes, the old man with a hunched body and ugly face, who looked even more terrifying in the firelight, was supporting a young girl who could be her granddaughter. The doubt in his eyes turned into concern, and Xue Bufan looked at Qiu Shuangshuang gently.
03: Ah!
It flew to Feng Jue anxiously, and the small system in the bubble took out two bottles of chili powder and sprinkled it madly on the dark circles, and the bubble cried like a fountain.
It's an eyesore! It's an eyesore!
Feng Jue saw the new expression: ...
What is it again?
03 With his back to the old man and the young boy, Matchstick pointed at them and stared at Feng Jue as if complaining.
Feng Jue - didn't want to look at the horrific scene either. The fire that illuminated the surroundings suddenly went out, and darkness fell again.
Bubble Tong let out a breath and bowed to Feng Jue as if he was saved.
"Palace Master Feng?" Xue Bufan expressed his doubts to Feng Jue in a hoarse, elderly voice.
Feng Jue sneered: "Still pretending?"
Among the people here, she knew Xue Bufan's identity. Qiu Shuangshuang knew that Xue Bufan was pretending to be skilled, and she pretended to be so and almost lost her life in the secret realm. Now that things have come to this, what else is there for Xue Bufan to hide?
Xue Bufan was silent for a moment. Under Qiu Shuangshuang's puzzled gaze, he stood up straight, bowed to the two of them, and said in a clear man's voice, "Sorry, I didn't expect to see Palace Master Feng again."
"And you, Miss Qiu." Xue Bufan said to
Qiu Shuangshuang smiled, and her shriveled, wrinkled face with large black spots revealed a demeanor that was completely different from her appearance.
Qiu Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook off Xue Bufan's arm, screamed and ran towards Feng Jue. This time she still didn't learn her lesson, and prostrated herself in front of Feng Jue.
03 floated down and said calmly and habitually: "No need to be polite."
The only sound that could be heard was Feng Jue's lips pursed slightly, and the darkness concealed the corners of her mouth that curled up.
Qiu Shuangshuang wanted to cry but had no tears. She hid beside Feng Jue. If she hadn't dared to reach out, she would have probably wrapped her arms around Feng Jue's other leg like the Fire Rock Flood Dragon. She turned her head away, as if she had found someone to lean on, and shouted at Xue Bufan in grievance, "Who are you?"
"Have you been lying to me all this time?"
In the darkness, 03 lit up.
Feng Jue raised his eyebrows, and several flames floated out, lighting up the darkness and making everyone's expression clearly visible.
Xue Bufan lowered his eyes and whispered, "It's not what you think... I never intended to harm you, but - I have other reasons."
Qiu Shuangshuang's voice trembled a little as she said in fear, "Who are you?"
"I..." Xue Bufan looked up, various emotions flashing in his eyes.
03Take out the “useless popsicle stick” from the backpack and hold it in your hand lonely.
At times like this, I really need to eat something.
Xue Bufan's voice seemed to be forced, and he spoke softly: "I am..."
"Wait a moment." Feng Jue interrupted him.
In front of the two of them, she took out the carpet, square table, and tea stove from her storage ring and placed them aside, then sat down on the futon. Soon, the aroma of tea wafted into the air. Feng Jue sipped the tea and slowly raised her hand, gesturing to Xue Bufan and Qiu Shuangshuang to continue.
The two people next to him: ...
Suddenly I felt like the stone slabs under my feet had turned into a stage.
03, clutching a popsicle stick, sat on top of the teapot lid, a row of small snacks in front of her, visible but inedible. But she felt different than before! She stared intently at the protagonists and supporting characters, who had a completely different atmosphere from her own.
"...My surname is Xue, my given name is Bufan, and I'm a disciple of the Lianshan Sect of Dongzhou." Xue Bufan's voice changed from the previous reluctant tone. Staring at the square table filled with the aroma of tea, he said dryly, "Something happened to my spiritual roots before, and I had to disguise myself and enter the Chongshan Secret Realm to seek a way to cure my spiritual roots. I disguised myself to avoid my enemies."
Qiu Shuangshuang also stared at the square table dryly and said awkwardly: "Oh... I have already told you my origins before. I am still the same identity."
Xue Bufan: "Hmm..."
Qiu Shuangshuang: “…Yeah.”
03 tapped the popsicle stick and tilted his head, "Why do they have to look at the host when they speak?"
And his emotions are not as up and down as before. Humans are really fickle animals.
The smile on Feng Jue's lips was hidden behind her teacup. She frowned, then suddenly raised her eyes, looking at the two people in front of her with a startled look, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you two looking at me while you're talking?"
To express her dissatisfaction, she waved her sleeves angrily.
Xue Bufan and Qiu Shuangshuang came back to their senses instantly and immediately looked at each other.
“…”
One look and I'm filled with embarrassment.
"Ahem." Xue Bufan cleared his throat, realizing that ever since Feng Jue appeared, everything he said and did was influenced by Feng Jue, while Feng Jue himself was like a condescending bystander, which made Xue Bufan feel complicated, annoyed and melancholy.
The master said that he was disliked because he was useless. If his spiritual roots had not been destroyed and his cultivation was still there, I wonder if Palace Master Feng would still have the same attitude towards him.
"Miss Qiu," Xue Bufan said to Qiu Shuangshuang, "I didn't expect the rules within the Chongshan Secret Realm to change after the upgrade. If it weren't for the disguise talisman I gave you, you wouldn't have ended up in the same situation as me. You must have had a hard time recently. It's all my fault."
The protagonist's voice was very suitable for his position. The concerned tone made Qiu Shuangshuang think of what happened after entering the secret realm. She felt so wronged that she was about to cry, but when Qiu Shuangshuang raised her tearful eyes and met Xue Bufan's disguised face, and the fragrant tea beside him... the sadness instantly disappeared.
"It's, it's okay. I almost lost my life at the beginning, but luckily I met Palace Master Feng." Qiu Shuangshuang glanced at Feng Jue who was sitting on the golden and red mat and sipping tea elegantly.
Feng Jue sneered and said coldly: "Now that you have rekindled your love, let's talk business. How are you going out?"
Xue Bufan frowned, and Qiu Shuangshuang and the other party only then noticed the current situation. They looked around in surprise, sizing up this cage-like room.
They were in a square, secret-room-like prison, its walls constructed from one-meter-wide stones stacked one on top of the other. There were no gaps between the stones, as if they were a single, solid slab. Within this prison, there was no movement, not even the sound of wind.
Qiu Shuangshuang tried to use her spiritual power to illuminate the room, but her spiritual power was suppressed. The released spiritual power was extinguished in the darkness before it could emit any light. She could only use the flames released by the Phoenix Technique to illuminate the room.
Xue Bufan said, "If it weren't for Palace Master Feng, we would have had to grope in the dark to figure out a solution. This room is very strange. I don't know what kind of stone the walls are made of, but it's invulnerable to swords and guns. Without spiritual power, it can't be destroyed."
Feng Jue raised his hand and slapped the wall without hesitation. There seemed to be a phoenix chirping in the air. When the spiritual power hit the stone wall, a faint ripple appeared, which easily dissolved and absorbed Feng Jue's attack. The wall was not affected.
Leave no trace.
"Huh." Feng Jue blew on his fingertips and said slowly, "Indeed."
Xue Bufan: “…”
It seems that he is not trustworthy at all in Feng Jue's eyes.
"What should we do? Are we unable to get out?" Qiu Shuangshuang said in horror, her eyes full of anxiety in the darkness.
Xue Bufan quickly comforted him, "Let's work together to find a way out. We will definitely be able to get out!"
Qiu Shuangshuang was about to nod when she heard Feng Jue say leisurely, "Even if you can't get out, with your lifespan, you can still survive for over a hundred years. Why panic? Maybe when the next hundred-year secret realm opens, there will be new friends to replace you."
Qiu Shuang's eyes turned red instantly, she stomped her feet and started to cry.
"I don't want to be locked up here for a hundred years! I want to go home! Mother, Father..."
Xue Bufan's wrinkled face wrinkled even more. He seemed to want to comfort Qiu Shuangshuang, but he couldn't reach out. After saying many comforting words, he looked at Feng Jue helplessly and said to Qiu Shuangshuang, "Palace Master Feng is just teasing you. If she had no other choice, why would she tell such a joke?"
Qiu Shuangshuang put down her hand that wiped her tears and cried, "Really?"
"Really." Xue Bufan smiled and handed Qiu Shuangshuang a handkerchief, saying softly, "Don't cry."
Feng Jue looked at 03 and raised his eyebrows.
Is this how he started his harem?
How is it better than the storybook?
03 Matchstick reached into his body and pulled out two bottles of chili powder made from data.
It’s really eye-catching.
Feng Jue's smile deepened. He held the tea in one hand and supported his face with the other. His gaze fell on the floating system. He said in a contemptuous tone, "Not long ago, when Master Xue's spiritual roots were destroyed, he looked heartbroken when he questioned me in the palace. I didn't expect him to be so gentle and polite now. You can't judge a person by his appearance."
“Tsk tsk.”
03 followed: "Tsk tsk."
Qiu Shuangshuang looked at Xue Bufan blankly, then at Feng Jue.
Xue Bufan's face tightened, and he immediately said, "Palace Master, you're joking. No matter who it is, how can they remain calm when encountering the same thing as me?"
Oh, now you feel normal?
Feng Jue's eyes turned, and he deliberately asked, "How did you repair your spiritual roots?"
03 floated over and landed beside Xue Bufan's left hand, staring at the obsidian ring on his thumb.
Are you there? Is there any old man here?
Xue Bufan's expression froze when he was asked. After a while, he said, "It was a coincidence."
Qiu Shuangshuang raised her head and exclaimed in admiration: "This must be a great opportunity!"
Oh.
Feng Jue's expression was a little cold. After a while, she frowned and looked at the two people standing there unhappily.
"Why, aren't we supposed to find a way out? Why do you have to ask me to do it? You're just wasting my energy standing there watching!"
After being scolded by her, Xue Bufan and Qiu Shuangshuang straightened their bodies at the same time and said as if they were listening to a lecture: "Yes."
Qiu Shuangshuang was already accustomed to following Feng Jue's orders, but Xue Bufan had a subtle expression. He glanced at Palace Master Feng, whose whole body had the words "too lazy to move" written all over it, and with a twitch of his lips, he continued to search the room.
03 He deliberately floated between Xue Bufan and Feng Jue, raised the matchstick and made an X on Feng Jue.
The host cannot stare, but 03 can stare.
03 stared at Xue Bufan's ring. As Xue Bufan fumbled around in the corner, a shadow appeared between his fingers. The shadow glanced in Feng Jue's direction and said something to Xue Bufan. The protagonist in 03's eyes moved his mouth.
"Strength is what matters, that's all."
03The ball went off target.
After a while, it floated back to Feng Jue's shoulder in boredom, looking at the busy Qiu Shuangshuang and Xue Bufan, with an exclamation mark above its head.
ah!
Qiu Shuangshuang walked over to the fireball in the corner and observed the wall by the light, her palm unconsciously searching the wall. The room was not small. After a while, Qiu Shuangshuang walked out of the firelight. She turned hesitantly to look at Feng Jue, wanting to ask Feng Palace Master if she could move the fireball in the corner closer.
But when she turned to look at Feng Jue, she was inexplicably stunned.
There were eight fire balls in the room, with fire balls floating in the four corners and four flames lingering beside Feng Jue, illuminating the place where she was sitting clearly. Compared with the surrounding environment, Feng Jue seemed to be placed in a palace. The golden threads on the carpet flowed with brilliant light in the firelight, and the embroidery on her vermilion robes complemented each other.
Feng Jue's reputation was legendary; even Qiu Shuangshuang, confined by her parents, had heard of the Lanyang Palace Master's name. At this moment, Feng Jue was neatly dressed, wearing a gold hairpin and jade pendant. The blazing phoenix pattern between her brows didn't soften her features, but instead accentuated their sharpness. The purple flower branch tucked into her hair was the only gentle touch to her.
Noticing her gaze, Feng Jue raised his eyes and met Qiu Shuangshuang's. Qiu Shuangshuang was startled and quickly lowered her head, her eyes falling on Feng Jue's hands.
The fingernails holding the teacup were painted a vibrant crimson, outlined with gold. These two colors evoked the majestic presence of the Lanyang Palace Master, making Qiu Shuangshuang feel momentarily ashamed.
She wore the clothes given by Feng Jue, but she had no way of matching Feng Jue. She was obviously very talented, the pride of her parents, and the pride of Qiu Shuimen.
The existence of disciple Yin Xian.
I heard that Feng Jue had established his foundation at the age of ten. Although she was five years behind Feng Jue, after she successfully established her foundation, her mother excitedly said that her future achievements would not be inferior to others. But when she met Feng Jue and Qiu Shuangshuang, she realized that there is still a gap between geniuses.
A strong emotion washed over Qiu Shuangshuang, causing her to feel even more tormented, and even a sense of impotent anger. Her hands, which had been rubbing against the wall, had twisted together without her realizing it, pinching her fingers until they turned red. She was lost in thought, and was brought back to her senses when Xue Bufan called her name twice.
"Miss Qiu, is there anything wrong?" Xue Bufan asked.
Qiu Shuangshuang waved her hands quickly, gave Xue Bufan a perfunctory smile, and said nothing. She walked to the side as if avoiding him, and worked silently. Xue Bufan thought she was still worried about not being able to get out, so he didn't say much. He thought that as long as he found a way to get out, he should be able to make Miss Qiu happy.
Feng Jue watched coldly, a solemn look in his eyes.
The spiritual energy in this place is extremely thin, and the spiritual power recovery speed is extremely slow, but this is nothing to Feng Jue, whose storage ring is filled with elixirs. What really makes Feng Jue suspicious is that there seems to be something disturbing the mind in this space. Qiu Shuangshuang was obviously almost caught just now.
However... Feng Jue's gaze fell on Xue Bufan's back and he frowned.
He was fine, is this the so-called privilege of being the protagonist?
While Feng Jue was thinking, a ball of light floated out leisurely from the wall behind her, circled around her twice, and landed on the table, with the matchstick piercing the roundest part of its body.
03: I’m back.
Feng Jue lowered his eyes and looked at 03, signaling with his eyes.
What did you find?
Not long ago, 03, with a bubble of starry eyes, was very conspicuously dangling in front of Feng Jue, as if waiting for something, and the expressions in the bubble were all shy. Feng Jue suddenly realized, pointed at the wall behind him, and the silver-white circle flew out.
It was no longer like when we first met, asking it to go and investigate under the cliff, saying things like the host had to do the task and follow the rules.
It has gradually become a good system for completing the host's tasks conscientiously!
"With the host as the center, within a hundred meters, there are only heavy bricks and stones and empty rooms, without any traces of human beings." 03 reported to Feng Jue while opening the map.
There is a room every ten meters in the circular area on the map, and 03 draws a map of the area it can explore.
"Look here." 03 unfolded the map and zoomed in on one of the places. Suddenly, a wall appeared in front of Yitong.
03 said depressedly: "I just got stuck in this wall, please
The host stood up and walked to the opposite wall. I will go and take a look behind this wall."
A little 03 holding a telescope and observing appeared in the bubble of the system.
Feng Jue chuckled and said hello.
She stood up and walked forward as 03 said, with 03 floating in front of her.
Feng Jue transmitted a voice to it: "Every time I see your map, I can't help but admire it. If I compare it with all the maps and magical instruments in the world, yours is the best among them. 03, you are truly useful."
03, floating in the air, did not turn around, and bubbles above his head floated out and disappeared, then floated out again.
03 said: "I can be more useful." But I haven't found a more useful way yet.
Bubbles popped out of the bubbles above its head, and it was sweating profusely while pulling out carrots.
Feng Jue was amused by its strange expressions and asked, "Is this also given to you by the main system?"
"No, I created it based on the code sent by the main system," 03 said modestly. "It's a small function that's not difficult to deconstruct. I can always make millions of these emoticons. It's nothing to worry about."
Feng Jue shook his head and said, "It's very cute, I like it very much."
03, who was about to enter the wall, paused, turned around and looked at Feng Jue.
Feng Jue looked at it in confusion.
Um?
"Everything is normal." 03 said, and floated backwards towards the wall. When it was about to sink into the wall, the hanging matchstick suddenly raised up, picked up the peach heart from the floating bubble, and threw it to Feng Jue.
Host likes it?
for you.
The silver light disappeared into the wall, and the heart that had been thrown out passed through Feng Jue's palm, slowly falling down and dissipating. Feng Jue stared at the place where the light dissipated, and curled the corners of his mouth.
"Palace Master Feng." Xue Bufan came over and asked, "Have you found anything?"
The smile on Feng Jue's face disappeared in a second, and he said expressionlessly: "No."
03 I came out of the wall with the warning on my face, and suddenly a fluorescent light appeared in front of my eyes.
Unlike the rooms I had checked before, there was someone in this room!
Still an acquaintance!
Siyi, the "chief steward" of Lanyang Palace, sat on a futon, fiddling with something that looked like a pebble on the ground with her hands. A person rested on her lap: Xue Mengtao. Her face was pale, her eyes closed, as if she were falling asleep, though her body trembled constantly.
Although Siyi was sitting and conscious, there were bloodstains on her clothes.
In front of the two of them, there was a silver lamp as tall as an arm. The lamp was of the Suzaku model, burning with a flame as small as a bean. The light source for the entire room came from here.
03 Try to move around the edge of the 100-meter area
, wanting to be closer to Siyi.
The firelight flickered in the darkness, and the shadow of the person on the wall wavered. Siyi raised her hand and dropped a jade stone into the Suzaku lamp. The firelight suddenly calmed down and lit up again. But Siyi's brows were tightly furrowed.
"A desperate escape?"
"I don't know where the Palace Master is."
The Palace Master is 49.3 meters behind you.
This is the shortest straight-line distance between you. 03 said to Siyi, who couldn't see or hear it, politely raised the matchstick to say goodbye to Siyi, and flew back the way he came.
When it crawled out of the bricks and stones, it saw that the atmosphere in the room was completely different from before it left. Qiu Shuangshuang fell to the ground and was helped by Xue Bufan to lie down on the carpet. Her condition was similar to Xue Mengtao's. Her face was pale, her body was trembling, and her eyes were closed, as if she was having a nightmare.
Xue Bufan looked anxious. After saying sorry, he held Qiu Shuangshuang's wrist and injected spiritual power into her.
"It's useless. Her consciousness is trapped in an illusion and is possessed by a nightmare." Feng Jue said coldly, "The illusion here is extremely dangerous. Unless she can escape from it herself, she will be trapped in it for the rest of her life."
Xue Bufan asked in surprise: "Illusion?"
"I see. Palace Master Feng is indeed very knowledgeable. I previously thought that the ring brought people into this cage just to trap them to death. That was too much trouble. If there is an illusion..." Xue Bufan pondered and said, "The way to leave the cage must be to get out of this illusion."
He raised his eyes to look at Feng Jue and smiled, "What do you think, Palace Master?"
Feng Jue suddenly raised his head and took a breath, "Spicy..."
"Spicy?" Xue Bufan repeated in confusion.
03 He quickly floated over Feng Jue's head, took out a bottle of chili peppers and sprinkled them into Feng Jue's eyes.
"It's an eyesore!" it warned.
Feng Jue nodded, "It's an eyesore."
"How long are you going to keep this face? I'm afraid I'll tear it off before we even leave here!"
Xue Bufan rubbed his face stiffly and said, "Palace Master, please show some mercy. This talisman has only been used for a short time and will last for another half a month." Seeing Feng Jue's uneasy expression, he immediately said, "So we should quickly find a way out. I promise to stay away from you immediately! I will never appear in front of you!"
You better be.
Feng Jue gave Xue Bufan a warning look, then walked towards Qiu Shuangshuang. 03 told Feng Jue about Siyi and Xue Mengtao, but just as he finished speaking, he saw Feng Jue suddenly stop.
"Host?" 03 called.
Feng Jue's eyes were blood red.
The sea of blood is surging, and covered with phoenix flowers.
The branches of flowers are everywhere, making the sky a scarlet color.
A graceful and elegant woman stood under the tree, gazing at Feng Jue from afar. Her beautiful face blossomed with surprise the moment she saw her. She stretched out her hands and choked with sobs as she called out to Feng Jue, "Fenghuang'er, my little Huang'er."
"Come to mother quickly! Mother misses you so much..."
Her voice was sobbing and tearful.
In reality, the silver Tong flew around Feng Jue several times.
"Host?"
"Host!"
"Host?!"
03Calling Feng Jue's name in a rhythmic manner.
In the illusion, Feng Jue withdrew his gaze indifferently, took a step forward, walked forward on the sea of blood, and walked past the woman with an expressionless face amid her earnest calls and expectations.
The delicate silk brushed past the woman's hand and slipped away. The woman wailed and covered her face with her hands and cried.
"Huang'er!"
"Palace Master!"
Siyi fell at Feng Jue's feet in a disheveled state, reaching out to grab Feng Jue's feet. She said sadly, "Palace Master! All the disciples of Lanyang Palace have been killed... Lanyang Palace no longer exists!"
Behind Siyi, the corpses of Lanyang Palace disciples piled up like a mountain, and the dripping liquid sank into the sea of blood.
"You have nothing!"
Feng Jue dusted off the dust on his sleeves and continued forward without changing his expression.
The sea of blood suddenly surged, and two women appeared in front of him, one on each side. Their features bore a resemblance to each other, both rare beauties. Feng Jue had met one of them not long ago. They smiled at Feng Jue, tears of blood streaming down their faces, their delicate skin instantly shrivelled. With haggard expressions, they reached out to Feng Jue.
"This is our destined death, this is our common destiny!"
"As the phoenix dies and the phoenix falls, you will surely walk the same path as us in this life! The road ahead is long, and you will never be able to reach the immortal path."
"Feng Jue, your time of death has come, get going."
The two women's voices entangled Feng Jue, surrounding him in the sea of blood. Different voices came from all directions, shouting the same words.
"Feng Jue, your time of death has come, get going!"
noisy.
There was a hint of impatience in Feng Jue's eyes. She walked between the two women and suddenly spoke amid the calls.
"One is missing."
He paused in her churning sea of blood, waiting for Feng Jue to speak as if asking for advice.
The majestic and elegant Palace Master of Lanyang Palace wore a long skirt that dragged out a bright red, and a sea of blood seemed to be winding behind her. Feng Jue walked forward gracefully, leaving behind five words.
"It's less eye-catching."
The sea of blood dissipated in an instant.
"Host!!!"
03 He held up a small loudspeaker and shouted in Feng Jue's ear.
He didn't die in the illusion but almost died from this shout. Feng Jue took a deep breath, raised his hand to support his forehead, and waited for the tinnitus to pass.
03 floated in front of Feng Jue and breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s out!
Feng Jue glared at it fiercely.
Even if you have a nice voice, you can't use it like this! Could it be that you used this method to force others to give you good reviews?
03 He put down the small speaker and looked at Feng Jue innocently with his big dark eyes.
"Host, what did you encounter in the illusion?" it asked.
Hearing this, Feng Jue pursed his lips, put down his hand, and said calmly: "Nothing."
Humans always say “I’m fine” with a face that says “I’m fine”.
03 couldn't understand this duplicity, so it insisted, "If there's anything you need from me, please feel free to ask. I'd like to help you within my ability."
Feng Jue sneered, staring at this small system that only she could see and hear, and asked, "What if it's beyond your ability?"
03 said calmly: "Then I will work hard to make it within my ability."
The silver-white Tong reached forward with a matchstick and patted Feng Jue's face. This action was full of comfort. 03 said seriously, "Although I haven't shown the ability to help you yet, I will find a way. Please trust me."
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