Chunqiu Zong's shield

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In the exquisite room of Qingyaju, Hua Youque rubbed the center of his brows with his right hand, as if he had some understanding.

Not long after they came back from chopping firewood, Wu Yaqian, Huanda, and Renyi sent over some secret books of the Heavenly Immortal Sect that they had transcribed. Together, there were hundreds of copies.

"Tianxiao Jue", "Changsheng Gong", "Tianxuan Xianfa", "Jianmai Zhenjing", "King Kong Indestructible Body", "Nine Heavens Xuanyuan Jue"... The accumulation of 10 years of Tianxian sect is extraordinary Not to mention other things, there are ten books that have reached the heavenly level, and there is even one that has reached the god level, but a small part is missing!
After studying for a full nine hours, Hua Youque finally found to his dismay... that none of them could cultivate.

This made him miss the time in the primordial dream. At that time, he could think of any kung fu, and he could enter the Tao by practicing it casually, but now he can only stare blankly.

Any kind of exercise, once the Dharma door in it starts to operate, the big and small acupoints around the body will automatically close, or the closed ones, no matter what, they can't be opened!

If the spiritual energy cannot be absorbed into the body, how can it be tempered into spiritual energy to enhance its strength?
"Extreme Five Elements Spiritual Roots, all with the word "Extreme", a top-level talent that is rare in millions of years, this talent is so bad?" Hua Youque wanted to cry but had no tears.

The protagonist of the novel who is in the same company, once exposed to exercises, even the most rubbish cleansing technique, can practice faster and stronger than ordinary people. What is going on with him?

The best five-element spiritual root, accompanied by a real dragon... It's fake!

If things go on like this, not only will they not be able to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, they will live forever, and they will become immortals. If they are not careful, they will reveal their secrets and be beaten to death. Life is hard...

Could it be that he was born of a stone, so he is not considered a person?

That's too bad!
"We must change this situation!" Hua Youque's eyes flashed, revealing a resolute expression.

Seeing other people flying into the sky and escaping from the ground with my own eyes, but I can't cultivate, I really don't want to be reconciled, that's all, I have so many Taoist companions waiting to be resurrected.

Now there is still a saint waiting to propose a marriage, this must not go on like this.

"It's best to find someone to ask, and ask him to answer his doubts. If he hears a mantra, he will be enlightened, just like Yang Tianling can break through after hearing a firewood chopping insight, and he will be able to practice..."

He has learned many kinds of skills, and he can form his own perception as long as he reads the secret books of the exercises, but after all, he has never practiced it, and there may be problems in his understanding.

Or, there were some problems in the explanations of those old dudes, which caused him to misunderstand. This is also possible. It's a dauntless and glorious thing to do...

"It's most appropriate to ask Elder Mo Beifeng and them to answer, but they know my identity, so they ran over to ask some simple introductions to cultivation, how embarrassing it is... I want to find someone who doesn't know who I am, and has a unique understanding of exercises , even talented people!"

Thinking in my heart, a figure came to my mind.

"That Yang Tianling, after listening to me casually say something, she can suddenly realize that she has made great breakthroughs in cultivation and swordsmanship, which shows that her talent is so high that it may be counted among the entire Tianxian sect. She may have unique insights!"

"If you ask her, you should be able to gain a lot... It's just that she asks everyone to be a teacher everywhere. I think this is a bit strange, but I don't know where the problem lies."

Sensitive and eager to learn, don't be ashamed to ask!
There is only one way for a gifted trash like him to make rapid progress, and that is... get close to the genius, get close to the genius, keep learning from him, learn how to stimulate the talent, and only then can he leap forward.

Let's talk about it, that is to gather luck and rub against each other's luck. After all, the best five-element spiritual root is also the owner of luck.

Look at the various practices in the books on the blue planet, such as waste, abandoned children, orphans... as long as you follow the protagonist and become a golden supporting role, you can improve your cultivation by leaps and bounds and achieve the perfection of life. You can also learn from this path.

"Tomorrow morning, go there and wait, maybe you can still wait! Then we must not miss the opportunity..." Hua Youque heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he finally figured it out. The other party should not know his identity. Otherwise, it would be impossible to pretend to be so similar. Acting is also learned, and she is not like acting. At the same time, she probably has no intention of killing me. , otherwise, he would not call him "senior" with such a polite attitude.

And he knelt down to worship his teacher with a plop, obviously he didn't know this good-for-nothing ancestor in the sect.

She probably misunderstood who I am, and since that's the case, she can just take advantage of it.

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

With a solution, Hua Youque felt a rumble in his belly when he was relaxed. After eating Bigu Dan, he couldn't go to them to ask for it. Bad thing.

After chopping firewood, he started to study the cheats. He hadn't eaten anything for more than ten hours, and he was already very hungry.

People are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry!

"Get something to eat!"

Standing up, Hua Youque lifted his feet and walked outside.

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Back in the sect, Yang Tianling turned into a man again.

Coming out this time, not only has his cultivation base and understanding of swordsmanship increased a lot, but he has also succeeded in apprenticeship and gained a lot.

"First do what the master told you..."

As one of the top ten sects in Penglai Prefecture, the Tianxian Sect naturally has a lot of monsters, and there are still a lot of monster meat and other things in stock, which can be bought with money.

Yang Tianling breathed a sigh of relief after finding Zongmen Neifang City and buying some high-quality monster meat with good taste and plenty of aura.

After choosing a variety of styles in a row, she was satisfied.

Although she doesn't know her "master"'s other preferences, she knows that her "master" likes to eat, so the more the better, there will always be one that will be liked.

Returning to Qinwu Hall, he was planning to consolidate his newly broken cultivation and continue to hone his sword skills, but there was a flower in front of him, and he was stopped again.

Two young men, one of whom is an old acquaintance - Lin Junjie who was defeated by him just this morning!

"You lost to him?" The young man beside Lin Junjie looked at him full of doubts, as if he didn't believe it.

As a disciple, he has practiced for five years and has only reached the fifth level of the qi refining stage. Yang Tianling is recognized as a waste in the inner sect!Losing to him is definitely a great shame and humiliation.

His face turned red, and Lin Junjie explained: "For some reason, this kid has broken through two or four levels overnight, and his swordsmanship has also improved a lot. I lost to him because of my carelessness..."

"Huh, there are so many excuses! If you lose, you lose, so there's no need to make any shit excuses!"

Interrupting his words, the second young man looked over with indifference in his eyes: "Since you can beat Lin Junjie, it means that you are not weak. Do you dare to compete with me?"

Yang Tianling frowned.

She knew this person in front of her, named Wang Batian, and she had always had a good relationship with Lin Junjie. He also started five years ago, but his status was much higher than the former. It is said that he had the opportunity to challenge the elder's personal inheritance.

And he also made trouble for himself not long ago, and he wrote down one stroke after another in his little notebook.

I was originally expected to be an ordinary disciple, but they may become the direct disciples of a certain elder, or the direct disciples of a certain peak master, and they are more likely to become the direct disciples of the suzerain.

It's a pity that the suzerain and the elders...

"What if I don't compare?" Yang Tianling shook his head.

As an ordinary inner sect disciple, he is actually quite good, why bother to compete with others, they are all from the same sect, and not disciples of other sects, so there is really no need to fight.

She just wants to cultivate with peace of mind, and strive for early revenge. She really doesn't want to participate in the struggle between disciples.

"The sect encourages disciples to fight. You hurt my brother. I challenge you. It's justified! If you refuse, I will send a letter of challenge and apply for a ruling from the elders!"

The corners of Wang Batian's mouth raised, very proud.

Usually practice is step by step, and there are some disciples who suddenly advance by leaps and bounds, but it is not so exaggerated. This disciple at the end of the row can defeat even Lin Junjie overnight, which makes him very curious.

Yang Tianling narrowed his eyes.

Fights between disciples of the same sect are nothing, Tianxianzong may experience thousands of battles every day, there are discussions, competitions, and pointers, but once the fight is made publicly, the nature will be different.

Not only are there many formal ones, but there will also be an elder personally presiding over it, which attracts the attention of many disciples. If one party is not injured, it is impossible to end. At the same time, it is good to be injured.

"All right!"

Without hesitating for too long, Yang Tianling took out his beloved long sword.

It's all said and done, and if she refuses, it will have a great impact on her mentality.

Since someone wants to find discomfort, frantically looking for discomfort, then give him a refreshing discomfort, why not do it.

"Exciting enough!" With a slight smile, Wang Batian also drew out his long sword.

With a sound of "Buzz!", the sword energy spread out. It is worthy of being one of the outstanding disciples of the new generation of inner sect disciples of the Tianxian Sect who have the opportunity to attack the disciples personally passed down by the elders. His understanding of kendo is also higher than that of Lin Junjie. The Nine Swords of Ascending Immortals, at least the seventh sword is perfect, and the eighth sword is probably already perfect!
Knowing that it would be difficult for the opponent to let go if he did not use his full strength, Yang Tianling's spiritual energy burst out, and the sword light also shot out from the top of the sword tip.

"The late tenth floor of the Qi refining period?"

Lin Junjie on the side stared wide-eyed and froze in place.

Yesterday afternoon, which senior brother just competed with this person, the fifth floor of the Qi refining period... broke through to the ninth floor overnight, I admit it!

It is not impossible to have an instant epiphany with a lot of accumulation.

But... It took about half a day, and I went from the ninth floor to the late tenth floor. How did I do it?
If he really has this kind of talent, what did he do before?
Have you been acting?

His side was shocked, the swords of both sides had already touched each other.

Ding Ding!Ding Ding!
With the sound of rain hitting plantains, Wang Batian's face became more and more serious.

"Not the fifth form, but... the sixth form!"

Sweaty palms, this genius disciple no longer had the composure and composure he had before.

Lin Junjie told him that the opponent was able to win because he had comprehended the fourth form of swordsmanship and displayed strange sword moves, which he did not notice for a while...

This is not the fourth form of swordsmanship, but the sixth form, and it is the sixth form of perfection!
Ascension to Immortal Nine Swords, one move is more difficult than the other. It takes half a year to comprehend the sixth form. With his talent, how can this guy who has been at the end of the crane learn it in one day? He only performed the fourth one yesterday. Form, how come the sixth form?
Gritting his teeth tightly, the spiritual energy in his body was exerted to the limit by him.

Tweet!

The sword light of the long sword tore through the air, like lightning that broke through time and space, and hit Yang Tianling's throat directly.

This is no longer a normal sparring. Once the latter fails to catch it, it is very likely to be seriously injured or even killed!

Unexpectedly, this fellow sect would be so ruthless, Yang Tianling didn't hide anymore, gritted his silver teeth, and unleashed a sword technique across the sky.

Bang!
Before he could react, Wang Batian felt a huge aura, suppressed it, and stepped back more than ten steps under the pain of the tiger's mouth.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out!

"You... have also comprehended the seventh form?"

"You... this seventh move, how is it different from... what I comprehend, is this the seventh sword art of the Nine Swords Form of Ascension to Immortals?"

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and Wang Batian's body stiffened.

Immortal Nine Swords Form, sixth form and seventh form are a dividing line. Under the age of 20, if you comprehend the latter, you can become an elder's personal transmission. If you can reach a certain level, you may even have the opportunity to enter the sect's true disciple among the...

In other words, Yang Tianling, who has always been ranked last, not only has a surge in cultivation, but also has a better understanding of swordsmanship than himself, who claims to be a genius.

In the end what happened?
How could he suddenly be so strong, how could, how could this be possible, he doesn't have that talent, he doesn't have that resource, he...

"Wang batian, you are defeated!"

Breathing out a turbid breath, Yang Tianling was not excited at all, defeating some guys with high-mindedness and low-handed self-righteousness is really not worth mentioning.

Before she knew it, she had learned Hua Youque's calmness. If she had defeated a disciple like Wang Batian in the past, she would have been so excited.

The pattern is opened, and the vision of the world is different.

Layers, that's it!

All along, this is the existence she looks up to and envies. She never thought that she could easily win after only being pointed out by the master and that person three times!
Regardless of the deacons, elders, or peak masters in the inner sect, or the young man who cut wood, and of course, the master, their understanding of kendo is too profound, and I am afraid that they have already reached the point of simplifying and returning to the basics. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to improve so much.

"You must work hard, and you must not let down this opportunity, Master..."

Knowing that the opportunity did not come easily, Yang Tianling cherished it even more.

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She was excited, but Zhan Kongye, who had set off from Xuantianzong on the dragon's silver wings, had already arrived within the sphere of influence of Tianxianzong at this moment, taking advantage of the night.

"Senior Qingjiao, let's stop here! If you get closer, it will be easy to touch the opponent's dark formation connected to the protective formation. It would be bad if people from the Tianxianzong discovered it. I'm afraid we will fall short..."

Battle in the wild.

Hearing his words, a dragon with huge silver wings below it nodded its huge head and swooped towards the primeval forest at the foot of the mountain.

As one of the ten top sects in Penglai Prefecture, the Tianxian Sect, even if the suzerain and others were killed, he is not a disciple who can intrude randomly. Besides, once someone finds out, how can he find out the real situation?
This wave, his consciousness is in place.

"I don't know where this little patriarch of the Celestial Immortal Sect is now..."

Came to a quiet place in the forest, jumped off the dragon's back, Zhan Kongye frowned.

Although the Xuantian Sect's spies successfully infiltrated the sect in front of them, their status was not high. They only knew that the other party had invited a young ancestor to sit in the guard. What kind of realm, what kind of strength, and where it is, is not clear at all.

The purpose of his coming this time is to find that little patriarch and confirm how high the other party's real cultivation level is.

"Two ways, first, pretend to be a disciple who has just started for five years, and sneak in to inquire about news."

"Secondly, the high-ranking officials of the Tianxian sect like to live in places like Yangshengxian Peak, Danfeng, Qifeng, Fufeng, and Zhenfeng. Their ancestors will definitely sit in Shengxianfeng and quietly go to see them. Look! If you can meet, you can determine the opponent's strength, if you can't meet... then think of other ways."

Soon, Zhan Kongye had two clear plans in his mind. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to implement the second one.

If he could inquire about the little patriarch at will, the spies would have sent back the message long ago, and there was no need for him to come here in person.

Having made up his mind, he turned his head to look at the Jiaolong Yinchi on one side, and confessed: "Senior Silver Chi, you are too big, even if you shrink down, you are still too big. If you pass by rashly, it will be easy to be discovered. Why don't you use a dragon Yuan, shrunk down to a certain extent, and hid here, after the junior inquires about the news, I will come back to you..."

"Ok!"

Nodding at the huge head, the dragon shook slightly, from a few tens of feet long to a loach-sized one.

The top-level spirit beasts whose cultivation has reached the realm of cultivating immortals and returning to the void can already speak human words, and their bodies have changed in size.

It's just that it can't be transformed yet.

With a slight sway, Zhan Kongye turned into a black shadow and galloped across the sky towards Shengxian Peak, the main peak of Tianxianzong.

Convergence of shadow magic!

This set of magical skills was obtained by him by chance. It can melt the body into the night like a shadow, completely hide the breath and strength, and it is difficult to detect if you do not use your spiritual sense.

Therefore, it has the effect of condensing shadows and disappearing without a trace, and is known as a magic skill.

It is precisely because of this ability that Xuantian Sect Master Chen Muping sent him here.

With the help of the dark night, Zhan Kongye sneaked slowly, and after a short time, he bypassed the place where his disciples lived and came to Qinwu Hall.

There was no one in the huge place. After searching for a while, I turned around and went to the Hall of Immortals, but found nothing.

"Could it be... that little patriarch, doesn't sit here?"

These two most likely places are not there, so where did this little patriarch go?
He doesn't sit at the core of Tianxianzong, and he doesn't practice diligently in the place of cultivation, he...

It seems that the second plan won't work, so we can only implement the first one, so let's get in and inquire!

As long as you know where people are, you can sneak past them at night.

A quarter of an hour later, he almost turned around the entire mountain, but found nothing. Zhan Kongye shook his head and walked back.

To pretend to be a disciple of the Celestial Immortal Sect, one needs to find out the "spy" of one's own sect first, and learn more details, otherwise, it is easy to expose his whereabouts.

Soon, returning to the place where he was separated from Jiaolong Yinchi, he looked left and right, and Zhan Kongye's pupils suddenly shrank.

According to the agreement, the Jiaolong staying here has already lost its trace. There are tumbling mud and broken trees on the ground. One can tell at a glance that there has been a fierce fight.

After walking a few steps, I squatted down, dipped my finger on the ground, a drop of bright red blood appeared on the fingertip, and sniffed it with my nose.

It was the blood of senior Jiaolong Silver Wing!

In other words...Senior Silver Wing must have had an accident!

Although this dragon is at the peak of the spiritual level, it has dragon blood in its body. When fighting, it is extremely difficult for a cultivator who refines the gods to return to the void state, even if he is in the Dzogchen state, to catch it without any movement. It is impossible to kill it. If Senior Silver Wing wants to escape with all his heart, even those who have refined the gods and even the Void Realm Dzogchen might not be able to keep it.

Like this, it disappears without a trace, leaving only a large amount of blood on the ground... At least you have to break through to a strong Void Immortal, or even a mid-stage Void Immortal to complete it!

And...the Celestial Immortal Sect, according to the information they know, the elder Mobeifeng with the highest cultivation level is only in the realm of refining the gods and vainly figuring out the great consummation!
Because, there are no strong Void Immortals or mid-stage Void Immortals in Xuanjie anymore!

"Could it be that little patriarch, who knew I was coming, made a move quietly?"

A thought came to him that made his heart tremble.

As for the Celestial Immortal Sect, who has the ability to quietly take away Jiaolong, I am afraid that there is only the legendary little patriarch, the person with the highest seniority in the entire sect.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know when you find Senior Silver Wing..."

Clenching his teeth, Zhan Kongye tapped lightly, and the blood immediately burned, and bloody smoke emitted, spreading straight to the depths of the mountain forest.

Bloodline search is a method of tracking!
You can find the location of the main body by burning the blood!It is the most commonly used method to find missing companions among the immortal sect.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Kongye used his strength to the limit, and flew straight towards the direction the smoke was pointing at.

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Time back to a quarter of an hour ago.

After nearly a day and a night of adjustments, absorbing countless powers from the dung heap, Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen regained some strength again.

Feeling the surging power in his body, the boy was full of excitement, stretched his waist, activated the earth escape technique, and quietly left the courtyard along the ground.

Now, he has to do a major event related to his continued dominance in the mysterious world - subdue those three monsters that are as powerful as immortal beasts.

The first step is to find a way to satisfy their stomachs.

The most delicious thing in the world is the flesh and blood of a real dragon!It's just... where can I find that thing?

The blood of the dragon clan is too strong, even if there is only a trace of it, it can possess extremely strong talents. As long as the general big sects and big forces find young dragons, they will catch them back and raise them; if they are not caught, they must hide well, it is impossible Easily noticeable.

And this is separated from the real dragon group, if you meet the real dragon group, then run away, otherwise you will be swallowed.

"It's really not good. Go to the forest where I ate monsters last time. I can find the best one. If I can't find another way..."

After flying for a while, Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu, was suddenly stunned, his face full of incredulity: "It seems that not far away, there is the breath of dragon monsters... Flood dragon, and it is the breath of a dragon at the peak of the spiritual level!"

Wouldn't it be so coincidental!

Heaven, earth, I have convinced you!

Full of doubts, he flew over with his breath, and sure enough, he saw a dragon with silver wings hiding in a big tree, resting with his eyes closed.

"Really?"

Blinking his eyes, Murong Changhen, the Demon Lord of Gusu, was in ecstasy.

He was really sleepy and offered a pillow, just as he was looking for real dragon meat to eat, a flood dragon at the peak of the spiritual level appeared.

It seems that God also wants me to subdue those three monsters. I really am the Son of Destiny!

"The Qingjiao at the peak of the spiritual level, in the past, could die with just one look... But now that the injury has not recovered, you should be more careful!"

With a slight sway, it turned into a cloud of demonic energy, and quietly came behind the opponent.

"Ok?"

Flood Dragon Silver Wing, who was sleeping, suddenly throbbed in his heart, and was about to turn his head, when he saw a huge fist descending from the sky, and countless demonic energy swarmed over it, covering it completely.

"Who……"

Wings fluttered, Qingjiao wanted to escape, but found that the surrounding area was blocked and could not escape at all.

"No……"

With a scream, I thought Eggplant shouted... Then I saw a fist land on Yin Chi's body, and my heart was hit by a huge force, and it twitched violently.

Bang!
This beast pet of the Xuantian Sect, a mutant dragon with wings whose peak spiritual level was close to breaking through the fairy beast, fell directly from the tree and lost its breath.

Although Gusu demon lord Murong Changhen's distance has been completely restored, I don't know how much worse it is, but it is still very easy to sneak attack and kill a mutant dragon whose peak spirit level is not yet a fairy beast.

"Comfortable, done..."

With a smile all over his face, and with a light grab, Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen put away Jiaolong's body and flew towards Qingyaju at top speed.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to find this thing, but I didn't expect to get a mutated dragon in just over ten breaths. The luck is simply invincible.

The delicacy is ready, now it's time to give it to the three monsters to get a good impression!

As long as they eat my dragon meat, they are not afraid that they will not surrender to my demon king!
It's just...it's not easy. After all, the three monsters thought he had been caught, and if he reappeared, it would easily cause unnecessary trouble.

Don't show up, just send things over, who knows he sent them?

Good deeds must leave a name, otherwise, how can the three beasts be grateful and surrender?
"Those three-headed guys don't look smart, so they should be easy to fool..."

Anyway, we have to face each other sooner or later, so it's better to take advantage of the delicious food and solve it directly.

After a while, they returned to the courtyard, and soon found the three monsters.

Still piled together, whispering something, generally eating and drinking, with a naive look.

With this kind of IQ, Murong, the demon lord of Gusu, hates him forever. If he can't keep fooling around, he will really live 10 years in vain.

Taking a deep breath, he made the most handsome pose, teleported to appear in front of the opponent, and put down the silver-winged dragon's body.

"It's me, I have delicious food, as long as you are obedient..."

With his hands behind his back, Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen showed a charming smile, full of sincerity.

As a super strong man in the mysterious world, the super demon king that countless people have talked about, so amiable and eager to seek talents, they must be very moved!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help looking over, and sure enough, I saw three monsters, all of them stared at them with wide eyes, dumbstruck, as if they were inconceivable.

"Sure enough, I was overwhelmed by my king's amazing appearance..."

Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu, was very satisfied, and was about to continue, when a terrified voice sounded again: "There is a ghost! Don't come here, you are afraid..."

boom!
Immediately afterwards, Murong Changhen, the demon lord of Gusu, once again saw a huge four-type animal hoof, which magnified infinitely in his eyes, and finally fell down like a mountain.

"Fuck! You listen to my king's explanation..."

His scalp was numb, and Murong, the Demon Lord of Gusu, felt like crying.

Extreme joy begets sorrow!

Come again?

It's delicious and delicious, everyone, give me a chance to explain, I really don't mean anything... Don't come here, if you come again, I will yell!
Bang!
The hoof landed on the head, and before the Gusu Demon Lord Murong Changhen had time to shout out, he was knocked to the ground, and his body turned into a meatloaf again.

In the vague consciousness, the tense voice of Sixiang continued to sound.

"Ox hoof kick, ox hoof kick, ox hoof kick, antler poke, antler cross, antler pick, donkey tail sweep, donkey tail lash, horse face roar!"

"Bison gallops wildly, lowers donkey's nine tails, shakes the enemy's hooves and eighteen flowers, fierce horses cross the river, heaven and earth have big antlers, donkey's tail sweeps away thousands of troops, ox's hoof shakes five mountains and regrets three mountains...the horse's face is fearless..."

"As if that's not enough, take the cold iron chain and tie it up!"

"..."

His eyes turned black, and Murong Changhen, the Demon Lord of Gusu, lost consciousness again.

I am here to invite you to eat Jiaolong meat, and to be friends with you, what kind of hospitality is this with you...

Is there any law of the king, is there any law of heaven!
For the sake of the mutated dragon's flesh and blood, please do me a favor!
Give it a chance!
Don't be like this...

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