Song Lan didn't move. Xiao XingChen moved his hand upward from the tip. Finally, one stroke after another, he traced over the characters "Fuxue" that had been carved on the sword.
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ch 111 Concealment (2)
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A-Qing knew that there was no chance of escaping death this time. After the shock, thinking to herself that she'd die anyway, why couldn't die after cursing all she wanted? Becoming bolder again, she jumped up and spat, "You animal! Thankless wretch! Lower than low bastard! Your parents must've made love in a pigpen for a son of a bitch like you to happen! You're just a germ who grew up eating shit!"
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"We did not eat anything special in particular… Is it because of the forehead ribbon's meaning? He seems a bit too excited. It seems like he really loves HanGuang-Jun a lot. Look at how happy he is…"
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A-Qing knew that there was no chance of escaping death this time. After the shock, thinking to herself that she'd die anyway, why couldn't die after cursing all she wanted? Becoming bolder again, she jumped up and spat, "You animal! Thankless wretch! Lower than low bastard! Your parents must've made love in a pigpen for a son of a bitch like you to happen! You're just a germ who grew up eating shit!"
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Song Lan didn't move. Xiao XingChen moved his hand upward from the tip. Finally, one stroke after another, he traced over the characters "Fuxue" that had been carved on the sword.
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Xiao XingChen left first. Xue Yang patted the wounds on his shoulder and arm. He picked up the basket again and, as he passed Song Lan, he smiled and looked down, "No food for you."
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Although she didn't want to admit it, A-Qing still confessed, "I think that Daozhang is really unhappy when he's alone… He's finally got someone who cultivates as well… So, I think he sorta likes listening to the bastard tell jokes."
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Xue Yang, "What do you think happened? Just a few more slaps and a few more kicks."
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His mother's shidi was calling him a senior. The generations really didn't match up. Just as Wei WuXian was chuckling in secret, Xiao XingChen took out a Spirit-Trapping Pouch and put it onto the table, "Please."
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He continued his thought silently, I do not know, either, but they just feel similar. It is as though if either one of the two seniors are present, I will not need to be scared or worry about anything.
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The next moment, giggles of "hee-hee" really came out of their brightly tinted lips!
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The next moment, giggles of "hee-hee" really came out of their brightly tinted lips!
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He continued his thought silently, I do not know, either, but they just feel similar. It is as though if either one of the two seniors are present, I will not need to be scared or worry about anything.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
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