our mystical arts are profound, a slight lesson is enough. Don't overdo it.He also saw that if he left things alone, Xu Li might be beaten to death by himself!Zhao Ping'an stiffened, saying coldly, "J...Chapter 1452

When Yang Xiu, who had just awoken, heard this, he spat blood and fainted again.

It's worse than before, my body is starting to have more uncontrolled spasms...

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I really wanted to turn around and ask them where there was an empty room, but I didn't dare. I was afraid that if I turned around, my center of gravity would be off and I would fall over.

There is no other way but to keep moving forward.

He took a few steps.

The side door of the house opened.

A white-bearded elder walked out.

He looked at Zhao Ping'an's state, frowned slightly, and asked from a superior position: "Are you a new disciple of the Saint What is your name"

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Zhao Ping'an really wanted to greet with clasped fists, but he had no strength. He could only manage a smile.

"Fellow cultivators, I wonder if anyone knows of any vacant residences"

If Nankian Hua said it exists, then it must exist. Perhaps you just haven't noticed because you were dizzy.

Upon hearing the question, a hush fell over the crowd. No one answered.

Zhao Ping'an pondered for a moment: "I wonder if there are any fellow cultivators willing to lend me shelter and let me rest for a while"

I'm so tired, I don't want to move, I just want to rest as soon as possible.ressionless: "I don't want this useless gourd, I only want Nangong Rou!"Nangong Rou is already her woman, she absolutely cannot let go."No!"Nan Gong Lie immediately said: "You died this heart, the two...