Chapter 454 Hunyuan Golden Stick, the Return of the Dragon
Chapter 455 Hunyuan Golden Stick, the Return of the Dragon
A few months later.
A strange anecdote came from the middle region of Daqing.
Bishan Sect's Bi Shui Fairy was damaged sixty years ago and was disfigured by the birth-destruction thunder power of [Thunder Wooden Stake]. Due to the long delay, she later asked the King of Medicine to take action, but her beauty and permanent Tao were not completely restored.
Body damaged.
However, not long ago, a strange man came to the door, and it was said that the Fairy of Blue Water restored her beauty and beauty, and the foundation of her Taoist body was also completely repaired.
In the land of Daqing, there are actually monks whose medical skills surpass those of the Medicine King? This fact has not yet been confirmed, leaving many monks in disbelief or half-belief.
The senior officials of the Xuanmen boss speculated that Lord Aoki had secretly returned after a long time?
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Seven Star View.
Master Mi Guan, holding a fly whisk in hand and wearing a black Taoist robe, sat quietly on the stargazing platform.
Observe the celestial phenomena at night and spy on the secrets of heaven.
The rumors about the Bishan Sect made Master Mi feel very strange.
Could it be that Lord Aoki is really back?
Apart from him, who else is capable and willing to save Junior Sister Tian?
Master Mi Guan had already decided that True Lord Aoki would not come back within a hundred years. Facing Lu Changqing, he had no chance of making a comeback.
Driven by curiosity, Mi Guanzhu deduced the origin and whereabouts of the strange man.
He expected that even if that strange man, the Holy Heart of Medicine, was aware of other people's calculations, he would not be in too great a risk.
With the help of the Seven Star Tray and the Star Observation Tower Dharma Platform, his divination ability has been greatly improved, completely reaching the level of the fourth-level mid-level or above.
Until a certain moment.
Master Mi Guan, who was doing divination and stargazing, spied a huge shadow in the gap in the mist of heaven, and a rotten and ominous aura came over him.
"not good--"
The Master of the Seven Star Temple was greatly shocked and quickly took back his power of divination.
boom!
That rotten and ominous aura, in accordance with the connection of cause and effect, turned into a terrifying and invisible backlash, severely hitting the heart of Mi Guanzhu.
Click!
A crack appeared on the seven-star disk of the Zhenguanzhibao, and the light fell dimly.
"It's him..."
Mi Guanzhu was bitter, his face was pale, and his eyes were bleeding, like a ghost.
"Guanzhu!"
"master……"
The abnormality on the star observation platform alarmed several Taoists at the Seven Stars Observation Tower.
These Taoists are at least third-level high-grade divination masters, and each one of them is a highly respected expert outside.
Several Taoists looked at Master Mi Guan, and their expressions changed drastically.
Mi Guanzhu's old, penetrating eyes completely lost their brightness, and they sat motionless and dull.
"After you become a master, you..."
An old and difficult voice sounded, and Master Mi Guan began to make funeral arrangements and leave a will.
Without the time to make a cup of tea, Lord Mi Guan passed away.
Before his death, several Taoist priests from Qixing Temple asked about the reason, but Master Mi Temple did not mention a word.
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Bishan Sect's strange stories can only be spread through the Central Territory Trail.
An elder in ancient robes with his hair bound in a bamboo hairpin stepped into the territory of the Eastern Daqing Region.
The elder's clothes are simple, clean and tidy, and he has the demeanor of a great Confucian who has been washed away by the vicissitudes of time. His calm and restrained eyes seem to be able to penetrate into the essence of all things in the world.
"Too fast! A fourth-level divination master with keen intuition and many secrets and wonders around him..."
Yan Donglai sighed.
He is familiar with the cross-state teleportation arrays, space cracks, space nodes, etc. in various parts of Tianheng Continent.
He thought that he could arrive at an extremely fast speed, which may not be possible for the deity-turned-gods in this world.
Unexpectedly, after the death of Lord Aoki, the boy ran away without hesitation.
It was too fast and decisive!
Previously, Yan Donglai did not know that the body of True Lord Aoki was in the hands of Lu Changan.
True Lord Aoki always believed that there was a fourth-level divination master behind Lu Changan, which resulted in misjudgment of information.
As soon as he stepped into the Eastern Daqing Territory, Yan Dong came and knew the result.
Lu Changqing's humane destiny aura disappeared from the Daqing Land, and seemed to have gone to a distant and unknown land.
Yan Donglai did not stop walking, but showed interest and expectation.
That kid once pretended to be his identity, and under certain causal connections, he was able to miscalculate and make a mistake.
I haven't seen such an interesting junior in many years.
All the way through the Demonic Battlefield of the Eastern Region, the Seven Nations Alliance, and the Black Mist Mountains.
No monk noticed this ancient monk.
Yan Donglai had no interest or concern in the eastward expansion war of the Six Demonic Sects, and only glanced at the depths of the Black Mist Mountains.
Until, when he came to Jinyun Valley in Liang State, Yan Donglai said softly "Hey" and finally stopped.
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Jinyun Valley, the forbidden area behind the mountain.
In the weapon refining room, Zhang Tianfeng was forging a piece of meteorite material to extract the essence of the universe.
After a long time, he sacrificed the residual spirit treasure that had been with him for many years, the black metal rod.
Zhang Tianfeng looked forward to it as he prepared to smelt the essence of meteorite iron into a metal rod.
Suddenly, the metal rod in his hand trembled slightly.
"Senior Qi Ling?"
Zhang Tianfeng did not dare to ignore it.
The reason why Lingbao is a Lingbao is because it is psychic. Whenever there is a reaction, it may be a sense of opportunity or a warning.
"Tiezi..."
The spiritual treasure and weapon spirit inside the metal rod can only be spoken.
On the roof, Yan Donglai stood with his hands behind his hands, separated from Zhang Tianfeng by only one layer of ceiling.
Zhang Tianfeng didn't notice it and didn't know why.
"Hunyuan Golden Stick... Ouyangzi..."
Looking at the broken metal rod, Yan Donglai had a complicated expression, showing nostalgia.
"Old friend Ouyang, after thousands of years, I was able to see your masterpiece as a fifth-level weapon refiner."
This legendary monk was in a trance and fell into short memories.
A long-lost warmth appeared on his face.
Ouyang Zi, his best friend, the great weapon refiner of that era ten thousand years ago!
Yan Donglai admitted that he initially took the initiative to make friends with the eccentric and grumpy old man in order to secretly learn his unique weapon refining skills.
His technical talent is mediocre and cannot compare with those talented craftsmen who astonished the times.
Ouyangzi's one-night realization surpassed his hundred years of study.
He can only use the stupidest method and rely on endless years to achieve legend.
Over hundreds of years, he was recognized by Ouyang Zi.
The two became close friends, had similar interests and talked about everything.
At that time, his name was Evergreen.
When Ouyang Zi was still alive, he taught him how to refine weapons, which benefited him a lot and made rapid progress.
However, Old Man Ouyang's unique weapon-refining inheritance has been kept hidden at the bottom of the box and refused to be passed on to outsiders.
Yan Donglai did not force him, but waited until the end of Ouyang Zi's lifespan, when he was old. He sat and watched Ouyang Zi's disciples compete for the mantle and inheritance, and turned into enemies.
Before Ouyang Zi died, he stayed with him and buried him personally.
As a close friend, he received a wine gourd given by Ouyang Zi during his lifetime, which could not even be called a magic weapon.
Afterwards, he discovered that the wine gourd contained a secret, including Ouyang Zi's last words to him.
"Evergreen old friend, hundreds of years have passed, how can I not know what you want? Whether it is true or false, if you can tolerate my temper for half a lifetime, Ouyangzi will consider you a close friend!"
In Ouyangzi's last words, he recorded the inheritance of his unique weapon refining, including his lifelong experience in refining weapons.
Ouyang Zi's unique weapon refining inheritance was not given to his disciples, nor to his descendants, but to him as an outsider.
Yan Donglai's long-cherished wish came true, and his heart could not be calm for a long time.
Hundreds of years of friendship, drinking and chatting together, going to the Red Mansion in Zhongzhou together, commenting on the top fairy... Unconsciously, he almost forgot the original purpose.
In the next ten years, a hundred years, and thousands of years, whenever Yan Donglai thinks about it, he will go to Ouyang Zi's grave to talk about it and pour a jar of the strong wine that he loved so much during his lifetime.
Ouyang Zi's descendants, Yan Donglai secretly helped many times.
He even selected a person with outstanding qualifications among his outstanding bloodline descendants to return his unique inheritance and add some of his own insights.
It's a pity that among Ouyang Zi's descendants, only the fourth level weapon refiner can be born at most, and no one can aspire to the fifth level.
Qualification is one thing, but more importantly, the fifth-level heaven and earth treasures are almost extinct, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to practice skills. The rare fifth-level spiritual grass treasures in the human world are basically monopolized by those ancient and inherited holy places.
Later, for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, he met many Taoist friends in the world of immortality, but he never met a close friend like Ouyang Zi who could open his heart and talk about everything.
"Ouyang Zi..."
Dust-laden memories came flooding back, and Yan Donglai let out a long sigh. The corners of his eyes were slightly moistened with sadness. Living in this era, he felt unprecedentedly lonely.
A great monk of Nascent Soul who does not belong to this era.
Perhaps the Lu Changqing whom he has never met can truly understand him in historical books.
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"This senior..."
Zhang Tianfeng finally found the ancient monk on the roof, raised his head and said cautiously.
He was frightened in his heart, but he was able to come to the forbidden area of Jinyun Valley as if he were in a deserted place without disturbing any monks. Such magical power is really beyond common sense.
Even in the late Nascent Soul stage of this world, it is difficult to achieve this.
"Lingbao is not tempered and repaired like this, the technique is too rough!"
Yan Donglai raised his palms with an expression like a strict master.
Whoosh!
The metal rod in front of Zhang Tianfeng was out of control and flew into Yan Donglai's hand.
"What is my little friend's original name?"
Yan Donglai held the metal rod in his hand, and a ball of five-color spiritual flames burst out from his palm, and the obscure spiritual secrets pulsed, wrapping the remaining spirit treasure.
"This junior's original name is Zhang Tieshan."
Zhang Tianfeng responded respectfully.
"Zhang Tieshan?"
Yan Donglai read three words softly, among which the word "iron" was pronounced slightly heavier.
"What's the relationship between my little friend and Lu Changqing?"
"Lu Changqing is a good friend of the younger generation."
Zhang Tianfeng did not dare to hide it and vaguely guessed the identity of this person.
"How is your relationship?"
The weapon refining techniques in Yan Donglai's hands were so mysterious and complex that Zhang Tianfeng was amazed.
"very good."
Zhang Tianfeng gritted his teeth resolutely and did not clear up the relationship.
He knew that it was impossible to hide this kind of information from the other party.
After answering, Zhang Tianfeng felt uneasy, but saw that Yan Donglai was not hostile, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"alright."
After a while, Yan Donglai threw back the tempered and repaired metal rod.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhang Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he got the Broken Spirit Treasure again.
The metal rod in his hand has been reduced in size, and its glossy texture has become more precise. Its quality has obviously been improved, and many impurities have been removed.
What’s even more surprising is that the tool spirit reported a piece of new information:
In addition to the refining and repair methods related to this treasure, there is also a supporting "Tong Bao Jue".
With the appropriate "Tongbao Jue", it is easier for those with low cultivation level to control the spirit treasures, and they can use it to track and sense the locations of other spirit treasure fragments.
Zhang Tianfeng was overjoyed and raised his head to say thanks again.
But Yan Donglai, who was on the roof, had disappeared.
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"Ouyang Tie...Zhang Tieshan..."
"No wonder the most spiritual fragment of this treasure ended up in the body of a mortal blacksmith he once was."
Yan Donglai's figure appeared above the clouds. After some calculations, his face moved slightly.
It turns out that Ouyang Zi's name before he became an immortal also had the word "iron" in it.
Zhang Tieshan should be the reincarnation of Ouyang Zi several generations later. He was a blacksmith and had outstanding talent in weapon refining.
After several reincarnations, it is also due to fate that I can inherit some talent for refining and meet the [Hunyuan Golden Rod] again.
If this is the case, it is not enough to move Yan Donglai.
Zhang Tieshan's best friend in this life is also known as Evergreen!
How similar is this to the relationship between him and Ouyang Zi thousands of years ago?
"Eternal Lord Evergreen...could it be that he was destined by fate?"
Yan Donglai pondered deeply.
Check out the correct version one by one!
Combined with his previous calculations, he became more and more certain that the potential and luck of True Lord Evergreen far exceeded True Lord Aoki.
At this moment, more information was obtained and further calculations were made, touching on Lu Changqing's fate.
As a result, facing unprecedented resistance, his destiny has countless possibilities and no definite number.
Yan Donglai was surprised and expected, and came to Feng Kingdom, above the Aoyue Palace.
He glanced at Xia Wenyue, who looked like an ice lotus fairy, from a distance.
"Such an innate Taoist body, its ancestors gave birth to great powers of the ice system."
Yan Donglai looked at her appearance and temperament, showing her appreciation for beautiful things.
His eyes are pure, he looks far away without being blasphemous when approaching, and his graceful demeanor quickly flies away.
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Half a day later.
The last stop of Yan Donglai's arrival in the Eastern Region is Feng Yuan Kingdom in the center of the boundless desert.
Glancing in the direction of the Snow Mountain Holy Land, Yan Donglai was thoughtful.
The reason why there is a treasure land there is because there was a battle between gods a long time ago, which affected the geographical environment.
"Heyuan Oasis...Xuanyin Pavilion..."
Yan Donglai followed the traces of Danjie Lu Chang'an and came to the territory of the Outer Sect Alliance.
Instead of going to Xuanyin Pavilion, he went to one of its Miaoyin Pavilions and paid a large sum of money to listen to the ancient music played by a fake alchemy female cultivator.
"The Fairy's playing skills of this ancient piece "Neon Clothes and Feathers" are exquisite. However, there are a few places that are quite different from the score I know..."
After Yan Donglai appreciated the praise, he tactfully corrected him.
After listening to the instructions, the fake female piano player humbly asked for advice and was astonished.
After some discussions on piano skills, the female violinist was impressed by the other party’s profound knowledge and conversational temperament.
Even though she was older, her teacher-like elegant temperament made her heart-warming.
In the end, Yan Donglai did not accept the female luthier's suggestion of "listening to music late at night" and left a few lost ancient songs as rewards before leaving again.
Flying out of the boundless desert, Yan Donglai was in a good mood, with a warm smile on his face.
"Xu Xuan... Lu Changan... finally let Yan catch the fox's tail!"
"This kid doesn't have the corresponding wood spiritual roots and Tao body, but he can practice the Evergreen Technique. It's true."
During this trip to the Eastern Region, Yan Donglai finally found an important clue!
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Tianheng Continent, a great abyss far away from the sea.
The forbidden land of the Central Region, the ancient battlefield, and the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
In a dark cave, the void was faintly twisted, and a few spatial fluctuations appeared.
Buzz!
On the ancient formation platform similar to an altar, a twisted dark blue light door appeared, and the spiritual patterns of the space water system rippled around it.
Lu Changan appeared on the formation stage, settled down steadily, and was no longer in the same embarrassment as before.
He subconsciously touched the intact hair on his head.
Perhaps because of his rich experience and sufficient preparation, he endured the squeeze and distortion caused by space chaos when traveling through the space channel this time, but his robe was slightly damaged.
Unlike the last time I came here, I was left with a bald hair style, which greatly reduced my charm and temperament.
"Owner."
"Friend Lu Dao."
Diyanjun and Wei Puppet Master, who arrived first, were waiting beside the formation platform.
Lu Changan nodded and looked at the dark cave where the main teleportation formation of Tinghai Pavilion was located.
The teleportation arrays connecting the two places are divided into primary and secondary ones, with Dayuan being the main one.
Lu Changan blew up the auxiliary formation on Daqing's side, and then controlled the formation flag to close the main formation here.
If luck is too bad and the space node on Daqing's side is discovered, I don't know how many space treasures will be used to repair the formation.
Even after painstaking efforts to repair it, the main formation here is closed and the shuttle cannot be started at the other end.
After confirming that there was no abnormality in the surrounding area, Lu Changan, Lord Diyan, and Lord Xuanshui began to regulate their breathing and meditate, first removing the foreign aura from their bodies.
The soil and water support the people. They have stayed in Daqing for a long time, and they are Daqing monks. They suddenly came across the state border and needed to reintegrate into the new place.
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It takes two or three months to eliminate the foreign atmosphere and integrate into the local area.
Lu Changan took the opportunity to figure out whether there were any hidden dangers left behind after he left Dayuan.
In the years before leaving Dayuan, Xiang Dalong and Jing Wufeng, as the "Two Dragons of the Central Region", were quite prestigious. It was inevitable that they would make enemies and cause trouble.
Especially the battle between Seven True Lords shocked the Central Territory.
Soon, Lu Changan caught a hint of causal involvement.
"It's really haunting!"
Lu Changan looked gloomy, deducing a potential threat.
The source of the threat is related to "True Monarch Ming Shui" and the "Kurosawa Sect", one of the sixteen sects in Zhenhai where he belongs.
True Monarch Ming Shui was a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. During the battle between the Seven True Monarchs, Lu Changan designed to target this woman and teamed up with Jing Wufeng to seriously injure her and defeat her.
In that battle, Jing Wufeng used the fake spiritual treasure [Sky-Splitting Ax] to kill the body of True Lord Mingshui.
Lu Changan's [Nail Arrow] also injured the goddess's soul.
It is a pity that at that time, the cultivation of magical powers was not yet fully developed, so Yuanying, the True Lord of Mingshui, finally escaped from his body.
"Mr. Mingshui rebuilt his legal body and restored his magic power, but he learned a hard lesson. This woman knew that she could not dig out the clues and secrets of the 'Tinghai Pavilion' with her own abilities, so she informed the 'Black Ze Sect' of the first cultivation of the peak of the middle Nascent Soul
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Lu Changan deduced that after he returned to Daqing that year, True Lord Mingshui gathered the Nascent Soul monks from the Blackwater Sect and came to the Central Territory to investigate.
They even sent out tracking masters to look for possible space formations.
Fortunately, the place where the teleportation array is located is secret. The former Shenhua Sect "Tinghai Pavilion" set up a cover-up array. Several Nascent Souls of the Blackwater Sect searched for many years but found no clues.
Now that a hundred years have passed, the two dragons in the Central Region have lost their traces and have been forgotten by most monks.
The other Nascent Souls of the Kurosawa Sect have long lost interest and patience in this matter.
True Lord Ming Shui did not give up.
This is not only the clues related to Tinghai Pavilion, but also the revenge for murder and the revenge for treasure.
She was certain that Jing Wufeng or Xiang Dalong were most likely monks from the outer realm, and the location where they first appeared out of thin air was in the forbidden area of the central realm.
"If I show up in the Central Territory again, I will definitely attract the attention of True Lord Mingshui."
Lu Changan's eyes flashed coldly.
Back then, when he first entered the Nascent Soul stage, he did not have all the magic weapons, magical powers, puppets and other means available, so the True Lord Ming Shui was indeed a greater threat.
Now, he doesn't need Jing Wufeng, and he has the confidence to teach this woman a lesson alone.
However, it is much more difficult to actually kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul giant, and Lu Changan is not 100% sure.
It can be expected that Zhenjun Mingshui has suffered losses before, and next time he wants to deal with Lu Changan, he will never act alone.
"Compared with Yan Donglai, this threat is nothing."
Lu Changan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The strength of the Black Ze Sect is considered to be at the middle level among the sixteen sects in Zhenhai, not as good as the Beast King Valley, and it does not have the Nascent Soul Great Monk.
If necessary, he did not want to conflict with the Kurosawa Sect for the time being.
Returning to the Great Abyss, Lu Changan's goal was to cultivate to the peak of the early stage of Yuanying as soon as possible, and then go to the nearby Dakun.
Kunzhou is adjacent to Dayuan. This is important information that Lu Changan obtained back then.
Dakun, where he lived in his previous life, has hope of recovering the complete "Evergreen Kung".
At present, Lu Changan's cultivation is close to the peak of the early stage of Yuanying. As long as he finds the complete technique, he will not be far away from reaching the middle stage of Yuanying.
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Three months later.
The middle region of the Great Abyss, the Kingdom of Great Universe.
In the sky above the Yunxia Sect, a ray of green light burst through the sky accompanied by the mana and spiritual pressure of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Which True Lord is this? I have never seen him before."
The gatekeeper monk was frightened and felt strange, so he sent a message to be alert.
"Such a demeanor is incomparable to the Nascent Soul monks known in Dayu Kingdom."
Some sect disciples raised their heads and looked up, but they didn't recognize the person coming.
Yunlan Peak.
An old foundation-building butler rubbed his eyes and said to the drunken purple-robed master beside him:
"Master Jiang, look! Is the person coming here the former master of Yunlan Peak, Xiang Zhenjun..."
Zipao Zhenren, a late-stage cultivator of alchemy, has messy buns and unkempt appearance, like a down-and-out uncle who picks his feet.
But the outline of his face vaguely shows the heroism of his youth.
"What is Xiang Zhenjun? The two dragons of the Central Region disappeared for a hundred years, otherwise our Yunxia Sect would not be plotted by others and fall into such a predicament."
Jiang Haoran burped.
Feeling the spiritual pressure of Nascent Soul above the sect, he looked up and his eyes widened.
Jiang Haoran shuddered, and the alcohol immediately dissipated.
On the clouds, the Nascent Soul Lord stood with his hands behind his back. He was handsome, indifferent and tranquil. His tied black hair was mixed with a few strands of silver. His smile was handsome and outstanding, and he had a noble demeanor that had gone through the vicissitudes of time.
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"Dalong, you are finally back."
A haunted and ethereal female voice came from Zixia Peak.
A cloud of misty purple clouds rises like a lotus flower in full bloom among the clouds, setting off a dream-like silhouette of a fairy, with every gesture and gesture, pleasing to the eye.
Fairy Zixia wears a phoenix hairpin on her head, a bun with clouds in her head, eyebrows trimmed with a couplets, a long neck and a purple fairy skirt, showing her elegance, nobility and unparalleled elegance.
"We haven't seen her for a hundred years, but Ziyan's beauty remains the same as before."
Lu Changan laughed, regained Xiang Dalong's temperament, and met Jiang Ziyan's beautiful lavender eyes.
I have to admit that this Jurchen is well-maintained, her skin is like gelatin, and her face is like snow porcelain, which can be broken by a blow.
Hundreds of years have left no trace on her face.
However, today, a hundred years later, her cultivation has not changed much, and she has not yet advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Lu Changan originally expected that with Zixia Zhenjun's qualifications and age, he would have some hope of being promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
It seems that Jiang Ziyan's situation has not been good in the past hundred years.
However, as long as Fairy Zixia is still in Yunxia Sect, Lu Changan's future practice efficiency will be guaranteed.
After exchanging a few words.
After confirming that the person in front of her was Xiang Dalong, Fairy Zixia raised her skirt sleeves and held his arm in public.
Like a couple of gods and gods, the two landed at the mountain gate.
"Does Dalong ever know how I have survived these hundred years?"
Jiang Ziyan's eyes are sad, and she looks happy and angry at the same time, which makes people unable to help but feel pity and give birth to a caring heart.
Yunxia Sect belongs to the side sect, and Lu Changan has long been accustomed to the charm of this kind of manner.
"Oh? Zi Yan might as well tell you how she survived these hundred years?"
Lu Changan looked curious.
He hugged Fairy Zixia's slender waist, smelled the quiet and timeless fragrance, and said carelessly:
"If you are bullied, someone will seek justice for you!"
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