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Chapter 168: 166, The Hanging Rope (6K, 1/1)

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166, The Hanging Rope (6K, 1/1)

"Peach wood possesses a yang nature. The withered peach fruit on the branches, because its shape resembles a shriveled human head on a tree, is called 'Peach King'."

This object, having endured wind, frost, and sun, possesses an even more fierce nature; legends say it can suppress evil spirits.

But during thunderstorms, a Peach King blown down by the wind to the ground loses all its yang energy, turning into an evil yin object, known as 'Peach King Ghost'."

As long as the issue falls within 'Ah Da's' realm of knowledge, it can now speak without holding back and exhaustively explain everything.

Hearing these words, Liu Mu nearly fell headfirst onto the Taiji Hall. He thought, If I am not mistaken, why would you make such a grand display? The calmer it is, the more terrible the storm will be when it arrives.

Although nothing very happy happened for the two of them today, every single thing he did moved her deeply; Ning Yuanlan felt so satisfied that she desired nothing more for the rest of her life.

"Why?" Hearing his reply, Leng Xianning was somewhat surprised. She sat up, only to unexpectedly gaze into the depths of his eyes, her expression freezing in shock.

"My head feels a bit dizzy; I want to go home." Touching his aching head, Li Moran waved his hand and decided to go home first: "You guys play on; I'm going home first." With that, he walked toward the bar entrance.

The auctioneer held his hand in a palm shape, mimicking the action of catching this mysterious stone. The mysterious stone flew straight into the auctioneer's palm, then suddenly grew heavy and dropped. The auctioneer couldn't help but be startled. "What an amazing technique." Those Peak Masters and Island Masters, all being experts in Daoist arts, naturally saw it too.

Ou Yihong looked impatient, ignoring the security guard beside him, doing as he pleased, and looking around.

"These two damn stinking men." Xiang Tian Tian wanted to persuade Ning Yuanlan, but found she didn't know how to persuade her either.

If one cannot give him sufficient understanding and patience, it is very easy to misinterpret his emotions as foolishness and madness.

Continuing to descend for two seconds, seeing the height below was about right, Luo Che nodded slightly, then turned in mid-air and unfolded a Chongzhi Array beneath his feet.

Luo Ze, seeing the vampire charging into the danger zone, suddenly flashed a flamboyant smile and violently pressed the switch on the handle in his hand.

"It is enough for us to stay; the others can just withdraw." The Third Son of the Heavenly Venerable said proudly.

This name was ordinary, seemingly nothing extraordinary, easy to find in abundance, yet several people behind the Second Prince, who had been frowning in deep thought, suddenly changed expressions, as if seeing a ghost.

Moreover, after becoming a disciple under the Master's door, he received careful instruction; he never tired of my daily questions, answering each one to resolve my doubts.

The Mission Settlement Hall was always kept in a state of being packed with people; at this moment, the shackle was surrounded by a crowd in the center, like an absolute protagonist, being asked if he had any special tricks.

Although they couldn't produce many things without raw materials, just leaking the manufacturing methods would be troublesome enough; moreover, this might accelerate the leakage of Yuan Tian's secrets, which would be truly fatal.

But in such chaotic circumstances, facing attacks from over a thousand people, even if An Xinyue's own strength was good and she held a great weapon, it wouldn't work.

Jiang Ling waved the rose staff in her hand; divine light erupted violently. Roses made of energy bloomed everywhere across the mountains and fields, incomparably beautiful and brilliant, yet carrying a destructive power.

But facing a cornered dog jumping over a wall, even a flanking maneuver is a very dangerous matter; yet in war, what isn't dangerous?

The three exchanged greetings. Shen Jun inadvertently glanced at the Young Master behind Hua Tian, who had been bewitched by Murong Yu Yan and stood dazed aside. This Young Master's appearance had already attracted some attention, though no one approached.

Although the fighting in the arena was fierce, Hua Tian knew such a situation probably wouldn't last long. The three of us on our side have already exerted our utmost, while the three tyrants on the other side are still at ease. If Murong Yu Yan hasn't woken up within a short time, the three of us Hua Tian are in grave danger.

The Ghost-Faced Fox came to assassinate, to kill him, Zhou An. Therefore, Zhou An had no need to fight to the death with him; since he couldn't win, he should just run if he could.

Qin Zheng shook his head, as if instantly aging several years. He didn't want to look, yet his gaze involuntarily fixed on the photo in Nie Wanluo's hand.

"Don't be polite—it's much the same as you guessed; saving you is just a link in the chain, a side benefit." Li Wei waved his hand; with Mary's precedent, this Maria shouldn't cause any more trouble.

On the other side, a man dressed in black and white Daoist robes, tall and handsome with a face like jade, wore a purple and gold crown and carried a black-and-white holy sword on his back, as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.

At the same time, a beautiful tactical map appeared before everyone; the situation of friend and foe was clear at a glance, and the enemy's movement route was even more clearly visible.

Obviously, the youth knew he couldn't pass the test; helplessly shrugging his shoulders, he voluntarily withdrew from the game to become a bystander.

Yan Rong calmly stepped down from the flying shuttle and walked straight toward Old Liu's courtyard. Those two apple trees were very conspicuous; one could see them as soon as entering the village.

Soaring in the sky, feeling the long-lost sensation of flight, Feng Yuechan truly hoped that when she turned her head to look, her father in the steel battle suit would be by her side, flying wing-to-wing with her and giving her a thumbs-up. That would be even cooler.

Previously, He Li drugged He Jia and locked He Jia up. After He Jia woke up and discovered her situation, she didn't speak for a whole day.

"This is clearly your own doing." Shi Bai Lihua, feeling slightly at fault, did not choose to admit it; instead, she chose to glare at her, pretending to be righteous.

Thinking of Zhuang Zijin, Lin Xinyan felt bad in her heart; even now, she couldn't understand Zhuang Zijin's actions.

"Give it to her!" Zong Jinghao interrupted Su Zhan's words with a deep voice, his deep eyes brewing endless darkness.

The next second, this fire dragon, whose body emitted pale golden flames and whose aura was terrifying to the extreme, let out a wail.

"Girl! You want me to die with my eyes open. But it doesn't matter; after becoming a ghost, I will keep watching you, to see what your wish truly is! If you don't repay this life-saving grace, even as a ghost I won't let you go!" Nie Yu pressed his chest, drawing out his tone, as if he would take his last breath the next second.

"There are surprises everywhere in the human world; of course it's good. You haven't said yet what exactly happened." Wei Wuwen, seeing the atmosphere ease, wanted to ask the full story.

"Alright, considering your relationship with Director Song, and considering her good studies, but this is only once; otherwise, no matter how good the grades, if the behavior is bad, we won't give another chance." The principal was quite reasonable, knowing Shen Peichuan and Director Song had a good relationship, and he himself had a good relationship with Director Song.

Han Sui must have been furious; after returning, he directly kicked over the table. That Liu He really wasn't a decent person. And the way Liu He spoke, why did it feel so infuriating? Giving himself a good thing? Wasn't it a box sent with axes and knives? Did that Liu He really take him for a fool? In short, Han Sui was furious to death.

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