The length of the stick is no more than one foot, and its thickness is no more than the size of an adult's thumb. However, it weighs an astonishing amount, estimated to weigh about fifteen kilograms.
If this is converted into density, my ancestor is more than ten times higher than ordinary iron!
Not only that, when Yang Haoran grabbed the stick, it immediately became extremely hot, and the temperature around Yang Haoran also increased.
This situation lasted for a while, but Yang Haoran realized something was wrong and hurriedly threw the stick on the ground with a look of horror on his face.
Their evil thing can actually absorb the power of blood and qi from the human body automatically. If given enough time, it might be able to suck a person dry!
What on earth is this? Yang Haoran couldn't find the answer even though he was thinking about it, and he began to miss Taoist Wukong inexplicably.
Although my master is unreliable most of the time, he can definitely tell the origin of this thing.
But Yang Haoran has one good thing, that is, he doesn't get too carried away. He just forgets about it and finds some pieces of cloth, wraps the stick and puts it in his travel bag.
But with this thing in the room, Yang Haoran didn't dare to leave without locking the door.
What if that little bitch Liu Xiaocui wants to do her laundry again? It could be a big problem!
At the same time, in a single-family villa in the high-end Shanshui residential area of Shengtang, Haishi, Ge Ling burst into tears.
In front of her, her mother Chu Linghua put her hands on her hips and looked at her angrily.
Ge Ling's father, Ge Zhonglin, sat on the sofa dejectedly, holding his head in his hands.
"You damn girl, what's the use of raising you so big? You don't know how to be considerate at all when our family encounters such big difficulties. Do you still want me to kneel down and beg you?"
Ge Ling kept sobbing, raised her head and looked at Chu Linghua aggrievedly, sobbing: "Is there no other way? Do you have to marry me to a beast? It's not like you don't know Cheng Chao's character. He doesn't dare to do anything but good things.
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Ge Zhonglin roared: "That's enough. Have you two argued enough? I'm not dead yet. I will do something about this before I sell my daughter!"
With that said, Ge Zhonglin stood up and rushed out of the door.
Chu Linghua slapped her thigh and started wailing.
"It's over. Our family is completely over this time. If your father had his way, would he still wait until now? Apart from Cheng Chao, who else dares to help us now?"
Ge Ling was upset and suddenly remembered the scene in Huanglong Mountain.
Then his eyes lit up, and he seemed to see the last bit of hope.
Tip bag! Maybe you will find a solution when you open the tip bag!
Ge Ling ignored her wailing mother, quickly rushed into her bedroom, and then rummaged through her travel bag.
Finally finding the kit, Ge Ling closed her eyes with a pious look on her face. After taking a deep breath, she carefully opened the kit.
Then he was stunned. There was only a piece of paper in the kit, with a series of numbers written on it, which seemed to be a phone number.
When Yang Haoran was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by an annoying phone ringing.
A hesitant voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hello, I saw this number in a brochure, may I ask..."
Ahem, Yang Haoran is not surprised, because all his tips are exactly the same. They only have pieces of paper with numbers written on them, otherwise he would not give them away for free.
"Ahem, let's get to the point. Why are you looking for me?"