The fairy is fierce

The red sun is about to sink into the horizon. It is already night at the foot of the mountain, but a glimmer of sunset can still be seen in the ruins on the top of the mountain.

Four figures stood in the square in front of the temple of the ancient sect. After a brief conversation, a sense of solemnity gradually emerged in the air.

Zuo Lingquan pointed the Xuanming Sword at the ground, his eyes locked on the old man in gorgeous clothes at the bottom of the steps. He did not go forward directly, because his intuition told him that the last inheritor of this ancient sect was not as old as he looked.

Shenhao Sect has been passed down since ancient times. No matter how much of the heritage accumulated over thousands of years is lost, there is always a part of it left in the inheritor; how could a sect that once ranked at the top of Yuyaozhou not have some real materials?

The fact is just as Zuo Lingquan thought. After Han Ning, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, finished speaking, he looked back at the main hall of the sect behind him, then untied the sect master's gorgeous robe, revealing his thin upper body.

Han Ning's skin and flesh looked old, with many wrinkles and a sense of weakness.

But as Han Ning spread his arms, his skin and flesh began to change. It seemed that something was released in his body, which quickly propped up the loose skin and flesh and turned into strong muscles; his skin also became tight and young, with faint tortoise shell patterns on the surface. Just with the naked eye, one could feel the surging power hidden under the surface.

Shangguan Lingye was not a novice in cultivation, so how could he stand there and wait for his opponent to recover his prime? As Han Ning's momentum rose, he raised his hands, and a golden formation appeared on the ground. A downward pressure burst appeared out of thin air, crushing the snow on the square.

Boom

Under the impact of the air wave, a huge hole appeared in the snow on the huge square with Han Ning as the center, revealing the old stone bricks below, but Han Ning, who was in it, was not affected, and his momentum quickly climbed to the peak.

Xie Qiutao, who was standing behind him, saw through Han Ning's tricks and said in a hurry:

"This is the ancient secret method 'Shenmen', which uses blood as a guide to stimulate the power of Xuanwu. Those with strong blood can become demigods, not afraid of the laws of the world, and can't be restricted by magic."

The reason why Xie Qiutao could understand it was because she also knew this skill. She could even see that the magical power Han Ning displayed was similar to what she learned from her family, and must have the same origin. She couldn't help but show surprise in her eyes.

In just a blink of an eye, Han Ning's body had transformed into a middle-aged man, two meters tall, as strong as a god in heaven, with flying beard and hair, and a fierce and powerful look. He looked at Xie Qiutao:

"Young lady, you have a lot of experience. But the blood in my body comes from the Lord of the North of Yuyaozhou, not Xuanwu. Although the blood is thin, it is difficult to reproduce the great supernatural power of the ancestor that is comparable to the gods, but it is enough to deal with you."

It was the first time that Xie Qiutao met a "fellow practitioner". Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, she hung the iron pipa on her back, put her hands in front and behind, and made an ancient boxing stance, and her whole body shook slightly.

Boom

There was only a slight muffled sound, and the stone bricks where Xie Qiutao stood showed spider-web-like cracks.

Zuo Lingquan stepped aside and looked over, but saw that Xie Qiutao's body was "crackling", as if all the bones in her body were moving, and scales appeared on her white hands again, which was completely different from the tortoise shell patterns on Han Ning's body, and was clearer, as if a set of armor was condensed on the surface of the skin.

Xie Qiutao is a girl, so she can't expose her clothes like Han Ning, but judging from the skin on her neck, her whole body is protected by armor, and the biggest change is her face.

Xie Qiutao used to cover her face for the convenience of moving around, and there are some freckles on her face.

At this time, she fully demonstrated her innate magical powers, and the disguise on her cheeks was washed away, restoring her original whiteness; although her face shape did not change, her temperament was completely changed, and her skin that could be blown away with a breath of spirit and eyes instantly turned the original girl next door into a junior sister of the neighboring sect, with a more ethereal aura.

As the power of her bloodline was fully stimulated, Xie Qiutao's momentum was also rising steadily, and in the end a black airflow appeared around her body, like a swimming snake, circling around her body.

Han Ning saw this scene, and his eyes were full of surprise. He subconsciously looked to the east and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into:

"Descendants of the Xie family of Xuanwutai, I really didn't expect that...our ancestors were old friends and had many exchanges with each other. I didn't expect that thousands of years later, the sect had long been deserted, and we, the descendants, could still gather together."

Xie Qiutao clenched her fists, with no place to vent her strength, and her words began to be arrogant:

"I have no friendship with you, an evil heretic. You have forgotten everything left by our ancestors, and you have the nerve to call yourself the inheritor. Die!"

Boom

Xie Qiutao stomped her feet on the ground, and the whole person turned into a tiger that had run away from the reins. She held the pipa upside down with both hands and hit Han Ning in the face like a hammer.

The blood in her body was stimulated. Although Xie Qiutao's speed was not much faster than before, her strength was incredible. With a heavy step, she directly stepped on the floor tiles to create a pit with a radius of several feet.

Zuo Lingquan thought Han Ning would dodge and attack his flank at the same time, but what he didn't expect was that Han Ning didn't dodge at all when facing a blow that could shake the city wall. He just stood there and took Xie Qiutao's Pipa with his face.

Dong

The black Pipa hit Han Ning's face.

The head is the most important lifeline for a cultivator. Xie Qiutao's cultivation is half a step into the dark bamboo, and she has the blessing of blood. If she hits Shangguan Lingye with all her strength, Shangguan Lingye might not be able to bear it.

Han Ning's Taoism is equal to Shangguan Lingye's. If he took this blow with his face, he would definitely be seriously injured under normal circumstances.

But what made several people unbelievable was that the iron Pipa hit Han Ning's face and was bounced off directly.

Under the huge force, Han Ning, who was floating and floating, slid back several steps and smashed the steps behind him, but his body did not fall down, and there was no scar on his face.

After Han Ning paused, he took a step forward, with a bit of contempt in his eyes:

"You are good at the art of music in Xuanwutai, and the 'Shenmen' was taught to your ancestors by my Shenhao Sect. No matter how thin my blood is, I am the orthodox inheritor of this art. How can I be broken by your apprentice?"

Xie Qiutou couldn't beat the other party, but still didn't show weakness:

"You are talking about you can break my defense."

Zuo Lingquan didn't engage in unnecessary verbal disputes. Seeing Han Ning was so arrogant, he spoke Said;

"Do you dare to take my sword?"

Han Ning spread his arms, his eyes full of pride:

"Jian Yi dares to claim to be 'one sword in the same realm to break all laws' because he has never encountered the 'Shenmen' of my Shenhao Sect. 'Shenmen' means the door to the divine world, and all laws cannot be broken. As long as I, the gate god, stand in front of the door, no matter how many magics and magical powers you can use, what can you do to me?"

Zuo Lingquan narrowed his eyes slightly, sheathed the sword first, and placed his right hand on the hilt.

At this moment, the square in front of the palace fell into a moment of dead silence.

Han Ning stood at the bottom of the steps, with his muscles towering and his hair and beard fluttering, like a general standing outside the heavenly palace to guard the gods. His eyes revealed unparalleled pride, which came from the glory of the Shenhao Sect that had lasted for a thousand years.

Shangguan Lingye sensed the man's physique and was afraid that Han Ning would deliberately put on an arrogant posture and play a trick secretly. He wanted to remind Zuo Lingquan to be careful, but before she opened her mouth, the sword light had already lit up from the top of the mountain.

Swoosh

Zuo Lingquan, who was just in front of Han Ning, had already arrived in front of Han Ning without seeing how the Xuanming Sword was unsheathed.

The Xuanming Sword, which has been passed down for countless years and is still as sharp as new, has no trace of breath leaking out of its ancient sword body, just like an ordinary iron sword in the secular world, touching Han Ning's forehead.

Zuo Lingquan only wanted to be extremely fast when practicing swordsmanship, and this time he did it without reservation, so fast that Shangguan Lingye could only see a trace of afterimage.

When Shangguan Lingye's eyes moved to Han Ning, a crisp sound of "click" sounded in the square, as if something had cracked.

Boom

The loud noises came one after another.

The Xuanming Sword, which touched Han Ning's forehead, still did not leak out any breath.

But the steps behind Han Ning and the three-story palace that had been sleeping for a thousand years on the top of the snow-capped mountain had a groove in the middle.

Two dark sword auras that were almost indistinguishable from the front and back, like a mad dragon out of the sea, tore the steps apart with overwhelming force, and exploded only when they touched the three-story main hall, blasting the towering palace and the old statue of the ancestors inside into pieces, revealing the red sun that was about to sink into the horizon behind.

Han Ning spread his arms, his eyes still with pride, his gaze fixed on the black-robed swordsman in front of him.

After a while, he maintained this posture and slowly fell backwards, falling on the broken steps.

Plop

The square in front of the hall was dead silent.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan held the sword in his hand, blinked his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he turned back to look at Xie Qiutao:

"Well... did you see that? One sword breaks all laws, and one sword breaks all laws. Don't learn from him to catch the sword with your head in the future."

Xie Qiutao opened her mouth wide, eyes full of disbelief, and didn't say a word.

Shangguan Lingye shook his head and sighed:

"The thinking of the evil demons and heretics really cannot be figured out by common sense... They are all talented people."

In a corner of the square, Lu Tong, who was still suppressed by the Dragon Prison Formation, was shocked by the scene. After reacting, he cursed:

"Do you have shit in your head? You dare to use your head to block "Jian Yi"? What will I do if you die..."

In fact, it can't be said that Han Ning has shit in his head.

Han Ning's magical power is the same as Xie Qiutao's, that is, he is thick-skinned and resistant to beatings; his realm is higher than Zuo Lingquan, and according to the theory of "one sword in the same realm breaks all laws", he can also take Zuo Lingquan's sword head-on.

Han Ning wanted to show the heroic spirit of his ancestor who was indestructible in the past, so he didn't hide, but he didn't know that Zuo Lingquan was holding a fairy sword in his hand, and he didn't use Jian Yi.

Although he was a little arrogant, Han Ning had done what he should do, and the purpose of diverting attention and delaying time was achieved, so it was not considered a shameful life and a weird death.

Zuo Lingquan was speechless for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Tong who was cursing his teammates:

"Where are the others?"

Lu Tong was just an abandoned child, and shook his head in fear:

"I'm just an errand boy, I don't know anything..."

Shua

The sword flashed and cut off the words.

Zuo Lingquan put away his sword and found Linglong Pavilion on the two people:

"The Youying alien race wants to steal the power of the gods. These two are just stalling for time. As soon as we show up, the people behind the scenes must have begun to close the net. How can we stop them?"

Shangguan Lingye didn't know where the people behind the scenes were making trouble, and he couldn't stop them in time. When thinking about countermeasures, his eyes suddenly looked up at the sky.

The sun had completely set, the sky turned into a long night, and the sea of ​​stars was within reach.

Under the starry sky, you can vaguely see the dark brilliance, from the sky in all directions, gathering towards the Xuefeng Mountains, like a gorgeous aurora.

And Han Ning, who was lying on the ground, began to emit a faint mist from his body, gathering towards the sky.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye noticed something was wrong. When they looked up, Xie Qiutao beside them suddenly groaned and covered her forehead with her hand.

Zuo Lingquan quickly supported Xie Qiutao and held her wrist to check:

"What's wrong?"

Xie Qiutao was just a little uncomfortable. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I feel like something is acting as a demon. It's very far away. I can't figure out where it is. It should be inside the mountain."

The Xuefeng Mountains stretch for thousands of miles and are too large. Shangguan Lingye looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary, so he picked up Xie Qiutao and took him to the boat first.

On the boat, Tang Jingxuan had been watching on the deck. At this time, he also raised his eyes to look at the night sky and communicated with the dumpling on his shoulder:

"What is this?"

"Jiji."

"Speak humanly."

"grumble?"

…

Zuo Lingquan came to the deck, and Tuanzi quickly flew over and landed on Xie Qiutao's chest to check on Taotao's condition.

Xie Qiutao was just a little dizzy, but nothing serious. She went down to the ground and asked the two of them to leave her alone and solve the evil heretic's plan first. While they were talking, the Xuanming Sword on Zuo Lingquan's waist suddenly made a sword sound:

"Buzz"

Zuo Lingquan has never seen the sword react since he got the fairy sword. This is the first time he heard the sound of the sword, and everyone looked at the Xuanming Sword in confusion.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know why, so he raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, only to find that there was an aura floating among the mountains.

The aura was very strange, not like a human being or a monster, and the distance could not be determined, but it was very powerful. It was so powerful that Zuo Lingquan could not describe it. It felt like looking up at the stars in the sky. It was not on the same plane at all.

Before Zuo Lingquan could figure out what this aura was, Tuanzi noticed it. He raised his head and said "chie?!" and looked at the mountains in the east. He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary and pointed at Zuo Lingquan. Ling Quan waved his wings:

"Chi chi chi..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't understand what Tuanzi meant and asked:

"What's going on? Is there something over there?"

Tuanzi opened his teeth and slapped his claws twice, and found that Zuo Lingquan didn't understand. He was a little anxious, so he simply grabbed Zuo Lingquan's fingers with his claws, and then...

boom

There was a blast that broke the wind...——

A little earlier.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on a small river between the snow-capped mountains. The surface of the river has frozen, but the water is so clear that you can still faintly see the river flowing day and night under the ice.

Lord Peach Blossom hung a red wine gourd on his finger and walked slowly on the ice. The dusk light reflected on his fair face, showing a faint golden red color. He kept observing the surrounding mountains and rivers along the way.

Lord Peach Blossom came here. Yu Gong asked for his own orders and took over the task of investigating the unusual movements in Northern Xinjiang; Yu Private wanted to avenge his private revenge and deal with the mute Tomorrow Chou.

Tomorrow Chou is ranked ninth among the Ten Sword Emperors, and he is a swordsman with extraordinary killing power. Lord Peach Blossom is not known for his combat prowess, so naturally he cannot run rampant like Ancestor Shangguan. He has been operating in the dark since he came here.

Lord Peach Blossom originally planned to follow Zuo Lingquan secretly, and when he encountered a strong enemy, he would suddenly show up to retreat, making Zuo Lingquan grateful to her.

As a result, I found out Zuo Lingquan's location from Shangguan Ancestor, and quietly ran over, only to find Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye competing on the boat in different ways to learn swordsmanship.

Lord Peach Blossom is an elder after all, so he has no nerve to listen to his juniors outside. In the end, he acted alone and went to the Xuefeng Mountains to directly solve the source.

Observing Feng Shui, for monks on the top of the mountain, is no different from ordinary people looking at which way a river flows, so there is no need to pay attention at all.

However, the Feng Shui direction of the Xuefeng Mountains has been tampered with, making it chaotic and uncertain, and many obstacles have been set up. It is not easy to find the source of the water in Northern Xinjiang without alerting the enemy.

Lord Peach Blossom searched in the mountains for a long time, searching almost all the springs and streams. Before he could find it, he discovered that there was some extremely difficult-to-detect smell in the river water, gathering somewhere upstream along the river.

Lord Peach Blossom tilted his head slightly, raised his finger, pulled out the invisible breath from the river water, and suspended it in the palm of his hand for observation.

"Kui Qian...it turned out that I was looking for this..."

Lord Peach Blossom felt it slightly, and his figure turned into a ball of petals with the wind, floating towards the nameless snow ridge where the power of the Black Turtle gathered.

But the Youying aliens knew that they were being noticed and came to close the net in advance. How could they only guard Zuo Lingquan?

Lord Peach Blossom crossed the Thousand Snow Mountains and was still quite far away from the Nameless Snow Mountains when he noticed a breath appearing between the mountains. When he looked around, he saw a figure sitting on the edge of the snow cliff.

The figure was wearing an old robe, holding a cigarette rod in his hand, and an iron sword stuck beside him.

The sword is three feet long and has an inconspicuous shape. The name of the sword is as unknown as Ming Chou's real name. Ming Chou calls it 'Drunken Pencil'.

When Lord Peach Blossom saw the true master, he stopped hiding his figure and landed on the top of the mountain opposite the snow cliff. He assumed the majestic aura of the Lord and spoke tepidly:

"I will worry about tomorrow."

Tomorrow Chou sat casually, and when he saw Lord Peach Blossom, he didn't even have the intention to get up, and took two puffs of smoke:

"I thought it was Shangguan Yutang who came over, but why is it you? If I don't kill women, I'll call Jiang Chengjian and Yun Hongye over. If it's a little later, I'll leave."

Tomorrow Chou is notorious for having a bad mouth, and his words are not listened to by others.

Lord Peach Blossom used to be unable to curse because of the friendship between the Nine Sects and Sword Imperial City, but now he no longer had any scruples and said coldly;

"You, a little kid who is about three hundred years old, are you qualified to call yourself me before me?"

"Those who practice Taoism come first, and seniority is not ranked based on age. I call you old man because I drank a bowl of rare soup. If not, I would call you 'Lao Tzu'."

Lord Peach Blossom's face turned cold and asked directly:

"As the Sword King of Central Continent, why do you want to be the lackey of the Youying alien tribe?"

Tomorrow Chou was always honest. He knocked the cigarette stick on the rock wall twice, inserted it into his waist, took out the wine bottle and took a sip:

"All the wines in this world are average. I want to go to heaven to see if there is any wine that can beat me."

"Just because of selfish desires, you deviate from the right path and ignore the safety of the people?"

"What is right and what is wrong, and the safety of the common people, are your business. I only care about the drink in my hand."

Tomorrow Chou shook the wine bottle in his hand, thought for a moment, and added:

"When my wife was dying, she said that after her death, the only thing that would accompany me would be wine. When I see the wine, I see her. Therefore, I cannot let this pot of wine be any worse than other people's."

Lord Peach Blossom didn't expect that Tomorrow Chou would say this, she snorted coldly:

"Since you can't let go of your wife, why not let her take the path of immortality?"

"Birth, old age, illness, and death are all a lifetime. Only selfish people like you would think of using the magical powers of the immortal family to ruin your partner's originally perfect life."

"You are not selfish. Why do you live alone and don't accompany you to get married?"

"I thought that only a foolish woman in the market who is generous to others would persuade others to die for love, but I didn't expect Lord Cui to be the same."

"..."

Lord Peach Blossom could not scold the other party, so he stopped arguing with his words and raised his hands to seal the secret:

"town!"

As he spoke, the snowy peaks beneath his feet began to shake.

Giant vines with a diameter of more than ten feet broke out from the snow. There were as many as a thousand vines, covering the entire snow in an instant.

Gorgeous flowers bloomed on the vines, and the strange floral fragrance was tinged with alcohol, turning the nearby mountains into a sea of ​​flowers that could make people drunk.

Although Tomorrow Chou has a bad mouth, how can he really treat the Lord of the Nine Sects as an ant in his heart? When Lord Peach Blossom took action, he had already grasped the sword beside him.

rustle rustle

Endless sword energy erupted from the iron sword, cutting the spreading giant vine into powder, making it difficult to get close.

When swordsmen fight, the higher their level, the fewer moves they have. In the end, it's just one sword. If you break it, you live, if you don't break it, you die.

Tomorrow Chou was in a flawless state of mind, and when he sat in the ninth position in the Sword Emperor City, he had already realized the strongest sword in his swordsmanship, which he named 'Crazy Medicine'.

Kuangyao means wine. This sword is the same as the wine that tomorrow's worry brews. It is ingenious and simple, pure and direct, without any skills. It doesn't even pursue the ultimate speed like Zuo Lingquan, it is just a clean sword. Straight thrust.

It seems ordinary, but when the sword stabs the body, it is like drinking an ordinary drink into the throat. Only when the heart-burning heat rises, can you feel the horror of this ordinary bowl of wine.

Lord Peach Blossom knows how powerful Tomorrow Worry is, and is not careless either. He condenses the clone of the Peach Blossom Pond Ancestral Tree in front of him, and at the same time his body disperses into a sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains and plains, making it difficult for Tomorrow Worry to lock onto its true form.

The fight between two monks on the top of the mountain caused a commotion that could be described as shaking the earth.

But in an instant, the terrain of the entire snow-capped peak changed beyond recognition. The tumbling vines almost crushed the ridge where the two of them were standing.

This fight seems to be a game between the right path and the evil path. There is no third party force, but the two people fighting each other obviously ignored one thing.

Lord Peach Blossom focused all his attention on Tomorrow Chou. Within a moment of taking action, he found that the spiritual energy flow between heaven and earth began to fluctuate violently and became difficult to control.

At first she thought it was Ming Ri Chou's hand, but she soon discovered that Ming Ri Chou had also stopped his sword and looked at the ground.

The place where the two of them were was near the source of the water in Northern Xinjiang.

The Lord of the North, Kui Qian, controls the water of the Five Elements and controls the land water veins of the entire Jade Yaozhou. Fighting at the source of the water in the North is basically equivalent to running wild on the head of the Lord of the North.

Normally, the gods would not pay attention to the petty quarrels of living beings.

However, the Youying alien race used the mountains and rivers of the northern border as a formation to extract the power of Kui Qian from everyone's bodies. After being discovered, they just increased the effectiveness of the formation.

The body of the god Kuiqian obviously contains the power of Kuiqian!

Heaven and earth can still tolerate the shearing of wool by flowing water, but this behavior of stealing the power of heaven and earth has exceeded the limit, so the sleeping Lord of the North was awakened!

"Buzz"

A low roar came from beneath the ground.

Lord Peach Blossom and Tomorrow Chou sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped to restrain their auras, but it was too late.

I saw between the mountains, the earth was broken, and a black earth bag stood up.

The earthen bag is not big, only about three feet in diameter, and has tortoise shell patterns on it. When it is fully revealed, it looks like a larger tortoise.

But there was no slightest bit of contempt in the eyes of the two mountaintop monks.

Because Kui Gan is the incarnation of the entire northern mountains and rivers of Yuyao Continent, and his power is equal to that of the world-destroying Stealing Pill, this tortoise is just a small part of what they can see in front of their eyes.

No matter how powerful Lord Peach Blossom is, it is impossible for her to confront the gods head-on, and she does not dare to anger the gods. If the world is destroyed again, she and Tomorrow Chou will not be the only ones to die.

Seeing Kui Kan emerge from the ground, Lord Peach Blossom was so shocked that he hurriedly spoke:

"I am the one who offended and was rude. I hope God will not blame you."

Tomorrow, I would just turn around and run away to the mountains.

But whether it's an apology or an escape, it's meaningless.

The duty of the gods is to maintain the order of heaven. They have no personal emotional orientation and will not listen to the words of mortals. Needless to say, escaping, as long as you can't escape Jade Yaozhou, no matter how you run, it will be on others.

After the mainland tortoise emerged from the ground, it raised its claws and stomped on the ground.

Boom

Tomorrow Worry, who had just taken off, was directly stepped down from the sky by an invisible force, and hit the ground, creating a huge crater. If his level hadn't been too high, he would have been trampled to pieces on the spot.

Lord Peach Blossom's experience was not much better. She felt an irresistible force coming from above. She could not see or touch it, but her whole body was pressed into the snow peak. It seemed that there was a mountain pressing on her head. With her The cultivation level makes it difficult to even move.

Peach Blossom Monarch was tumbling inside, trying to break away with all his strength, but as soon as he raised his finger, another force came from above.

Boom boom boom

The mainland turtle kept stomping on the ground. In just a few times, the two of them suffered internal injuries and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

More than a hundred miles away from here, the monk responsible for recovering the power of the gods noticed something strange and tried to rescue him. A flute sound came from the distance:

Woo woo

The sound of the flute is obscure and has no rhythm, sounding more like an ancient form of communication.

The mercilessly trampled mainland turtle heard the sound of the flute and reacted for the first time, looking back.

It was also at this time that a bolt of black lightning rushed over from the distant sky, so fast that it made a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Lord Peach Blossom was trying to calm down the anger of the gods. When she looked up, she saw the flying figure. It was a young swordsman in black robe. He looked very familiar. He was the 'protected person' she was secretly protecting!

The dignified protector was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back. What's the use of the boy being protected? Can he save her in turn?

Lord Peach Blossom's eyes were slightly anxious, and he wanted to yell at Zuo Lingquan to stay away, but when he got closer, he found that Zuo Lingquan's posture in Yufeng was a bit strange and he was flying sideways. To be precise, he was being dragged along, with his right hand stretched forward. , his finger was grabbed by a white dumpling, and he said:

"Hey! Hey! Tuanzi, please be more steady..."

"Chi chi chi..."

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