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Chapter 332 Hey, where is the goblin?
The iron-cut dagger stood straight on the ground, deep into the solid ground, leaving only the trembling handle gleaming coldly.

Everyone in Shuiyun Valley has the cloud patterns of Shuiyun Valley on their chests. Their adventures in the rivers and lakes not only represent their identities as disciples of Shuiyun Valley, but also they are invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. People in the martial arts respect the great talent of presenting Shuiyun Valley!

The slave-like engraving not only symbolizes status, but also a kind of ambition to help the world and save people.

Yi Yutang's hand was placed on the handle, and all kinds of past events passed by, the veins on the back of the hand burst out, the blood agitated, and the heart orifice was smashed again, his eyes were about to burst, he pulled out the dagger, and pointed it straight at his chest and go.

"Zilla."

Scarlet gushes out, and the cloud pattern is torn away!
The little fox hooked the finger of the young master of the Demon Cult and moved it down. In the small gap was a mortal who seemed to have been reborn from the ashes. She was thinking slightly, holding the man's finger and grinding her teeth. A vague figure gradually appeared in her memory. Condensation in the middle.

The tips of her ears trembled, and they were covered with cool fingers, as if she didn't want her to be contaminated by the filth of the world.

"Hmm." The little fox hummed dissatisfied.

She said how Yi Yutang became more and more familiar the more he looked at it. Isn't that the strongest knife in Qing Rong's hands?
Hey, when she was a child, she was very ruthless, and even went to people to draw landscape paintings with a brush, and was tied up firmly, and sent to Qinghuan, that's how she met Qinghuan.

"What's the matter?" Xu Qingyi moved his fingers slightly, and he firmly filled the gap where the little fox pulled out. He slightly relaxed his eyebrows, and the little fox's fangs unexpectedly made him feel comfortable and at ease.

"Hmm." Xu Qingyi, can you understand me now?

"When will I not understand what you mean?" Xu Qingyi smiled slightly, with a coquettish air lingering between his brows again, and there was a darkness that could not be seen in the soul-stirring eyes.

The little fox suddenly felt guilty, and even hissed, scratching his heart and lungs.

That's right, even if he hadn't entered the path of cultivation before, he could accurately comprehend her thoughts through her movements.

"Hmm." That mortal named Yi Yutang was very useful.

It's the handiest knife you'll ever use.

It is you who will come over to scare me when you have nothing to do in the future, and I will encourage you to sue like Qinghuan, and you will survive in the gap between the two little ancestors.

Xu Qingyi's slender eyelashes blocked his obscure gaze, he tightened his forearms, and looked at ease, but everyone present turned their backs and were uncertain.

"Then use it well."

Qinghuan sneered in his ecstasy: "Coward!"

Since he was upset, he would shoot that mortal to death. What would a little mortal have to be afraid of? If he hadn't worried that Mo Zishu would be taken down by him, the mortal in this yard would have survived.

"Murong and his wife are dead, so you stay here to deal with the funeral." Xu Qingyi grabbed the back of the little fox's neck and gently kneaded it, causing the little fox to struggle a few times before slumping. Let out an annoyed and angry cry.

"Subordinates obey orders!"

The young master of the Devil's Cult stepped into the air and disappeared from everyone's sight in a short while.

Yi Yutang slammed down heavily, and when he got up, his clothes fluttered and his manner was respectful, but in that numb demeanor was a mixture of unruly and gentle.

"Leader." The members of the Devil's Cult cupped their hands and said, "I'm sorry."

His white shirt is stained with blood, and his body is like a cold bamboo. Once he enters the path of magic, he has no good thoughts left.

(End of this chapter)