Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

"Saint!"

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Wang Huang growled lowly:

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"You were born because of the Holy Lord, and you have been deeply gracious to your ancestors for many years. Because of the cultivation of many elders and the accumulation of countless spiritual things, you have achieved what you are today."

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"now,"

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"You actually betrayed the Holy Master and the ancestral temple, don't you feel any guilt in your heart?"

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He obviously knew Qin Qingrong, there was no threat in his words, some of them were questions that made people feel remorse, and at the same time there was a lot of confusion.

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The Holy Maiden grew up in the ancestral temple since she was a child. All her thoughts and thoughts came from the indoctrination of others. It should never be possible to betray the Holy Master.

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That's why he was attacked unprepared.

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Say it again.

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What is the benefit of betraying the Holy Master and the ancestral temple to the Holy Maiden?

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The Godborn Wonderful Treasure is not fake to make a wedding dress for others, but it will not harm your life. In the future, it can be used as the Virgin Mary in the name of the ancestral temple.

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Although he has no mana, he still has endless majesty.

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Moreover, with the means of the Holy Master reaching the sky and the earth, it is possible that he could reshape the ghost body for her again, and then prove the Dao, Wang Huangbai was puzzled.

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Qin Qingrong's beautiful eyes flickered, she looked at Mo Qiu beside her, and said leisurely:

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"That is, if you have one person's promise, you should give it your life's favor."

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"The ancestral temple gave gifts, and the Holy Master gave great love. Qing Rong is indeed ashamed of what she has done now, but if the senior wants to tie me up, it will not work."

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She lifted the long sword lightly, the light of the sword was high and sharp, and her eyes were unyielding:

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"And the Holy Master once said that those who give birth to me, protect me, and pity me in the world cannot change my heart, and if they stand in front of me, they can be killed with a single sword."

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"Qing Rong, keep it in your heart."

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"Shameless!"

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In response, Wang Huang only roared:

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"The Lord will not let you go!"

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"Why make yourself so noble." Mo Qiu shook his head:

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"You wait for Qing Rong to fully support her, but it's because she can help the Lord. Unfortunately, my fate with Qing Rong is even worse."

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The fate of the three worlds is not general.

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"As for the Holy Master..."

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"Mo Mou will take care of it for a while."

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"I'm done talking, right?" Yong Xuetian gave a gloomy smile:

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"Wang Huang, you should still run for your life if you die. If you give you a day to recover, you won't even think about escaping from here."

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What responded to him was a palm that covered the sky.

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Yan Mo's hand turned over, and the sword energy around him suddenly stagnated, and he even retracted his traction and slammed toward the Yongxuetian ghost, and the void was also distorted.

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"Hey…"

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The ghost of Yong Xuetian sneered when he saw it, and he waved his Qifei sword, splitting into seven in the sky, slashing at Wang Huang's huge ghost body from all directions.

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The two ghost kings existed in the later stage and collided head-on.

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"Boom..."

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A distorted void appeared in the Sword Formation of the Seven Killings of the Big Dipper. The terrifying power was difficult to suppress even by the Sword Formation.

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"Ok!"

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Fairy Feng Ling, who was in charge of the formation, couldn't help groaning, her body trembled slightly, and she immediately took a treasure pill from her body and took it.

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For her, it was not easy to suppress the two late-stage ghost kings.

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Mo Qiu took a step forward, his eyebrows split open, Da Luofa's eyes twitched faintly, and his unique vision perception allowed him to look around the audience.

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Even the actions of the Ghost King in the later stage of existence can be clearly seen.

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quick!

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The movements of the two ghosts are surprisingly fast, almost in an instant, they can slash thousands of hits with the swords in their hands, and the hits are accurate.

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Ruthless!

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How terrifying is the power inherent in Baizhang's body?

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It is also easy to pull mountains and split the sea, but this time, he did everything he could, but he could not cause the slightest rumors, and every move and every style was fierce and decisive.

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allow!

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Extreme speed, precise martial skills, spirit, body and mind are all in harmony.

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The collision between the sword technique and the palm technique was silent but heart-pounding, and Mo Qiu's eyes trembled subconsciously.

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The hundred daggers on his waist are even more trembling without the wind.

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The collision between the two ghosts seems to be nothing fancy, just like the battle of mortal warriors, but the subtlety in it is amazing.

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For the combination of their own power and the martial arts they have learned, both ghosts are master-level figures.

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Different from Moqiu.

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They can not only accurately control their own strength, but also grasp what they have learned. Although it is difficult to break through the limit, they are more stable.

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This keeps them from making mistakes.

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Even if there are thousands of collisions in an instant, every blow can be accurately grasped.

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Comparatively speaking, Ghost King Yongxue clearly had the upper hand. Compared with the previous fight, the Palace Master Wang was more seriously injured this time.

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Qin Qingrong's sword, Huonian Zhenlei's blow, and the sneak attacks of Cai Zhenren and Horse-faced Ghost King all aggravated his injuries.

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"Shh!"

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The seven-colored sword light fell through the sky, and the stars in the sky seemed to be crumbling.

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Wang Huang flipped his palms, and the palms turned like a circle. At the same time, the bones on his back exploded, blood splattered, and two secret killing spells shot out.

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"Hey…"

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The ghost of Yong Xuetian seemed to be very familiar with Wang Huang's methods. The killing curse flashed across his body, and a faint light of profound light immediately swept away.

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"Bella..."

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The blood slashed across Wang Huang's waist and ribs, chopping the flesh to pieces, bringing out the stubble of bone.

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"you?"

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Wang Huang was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face. He knew the trick just now, but it should never have appeared on ghosts outside that place:

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"Infinity..."

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"die!"

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Yong Xuetian's voice sank, and dozens of halos suddenly appeared in the void, covering Wang Huang like a silk screen, with a hoop inward.

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The silk thread was so sharp that it also made Wang Huang look desperate.

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He recognized this move.

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He also understood that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe, and under the anger and grief, he could only raise his head to the sky and roar, the Yin Qi all over his body exploded like a volcanic eruption.

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"Boom..."

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In the void, circles of air waves rushed out, the huge basin sags again, and the bulges in the four directions also swell.

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The Big Dipper's Seven Killing Sword Formation was torn apart at the moment of contact.

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Fortunately, Fairy Feng Ling was well prepared. The moment she noticed something was wrong, she converged her sword light in advance, so that the magic weapon would not be damaged.

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The ghost of Yongxuetian, who was close at hand, did not have such good luck. Even if he desperately retreated, he was still affected. Black blood spurted out of his mouth, but his face showed excitement.

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He knew that Wang Huang was doomed.

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"Shh!"

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A knife light suddenly appeared.

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Wang Huang, who was already on the verge of collapse, froze and looked back with difficulty, but he could only see a vague figure and fell to the ground.

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Consciousness, immersed in true eternal darkness.

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Mo Qiu held the Baipi Dao, his eyes narrowed, his mind focused on the unique insights of the masters in the later stage of beheading the Ghost King.

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Wang Huang's strength is not fake.

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The background is profound, and the origin is even more mysterious. When he was killed suddenly, the secrets of the ghost's body were revealed one by one.

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This is an excellent observation target for Mo Qiu.

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Moreover, when a hundred swords are used to kill the enemy, all the essence and energy are integrated into the long sword and treasure armor, and the gods are incorporated into the sea of ​​consciousness, lighting up countless stars.

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The stars are lit up, and to some extent, Mo Qiu's spirit has also been encouraged.

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A strange wave began to appear in him.

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In the middle of Nascent Soul?

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far away.

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Fairy Fengling and Zhenren Cai opened their eyes at the same time, with shocked expressions on their faces, even more joyful.

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How long has it been?

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Mo Qiu actually had to be cautious in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

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If he advances again, his strength will definitely increase again. At that time, not only the Quanzhen Dao's strength will increase greatly, but even the Taiyi Sect can rely on it.

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"Cough cough!"

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Suddenly, a few soft coughs interrupted the silence in the arena.

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The sound of coughing was just right to break the process of Mo Qiu's advancement, which made his complexion sank, and his eyes were displeased and he looked to the side.

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Although I have this insight, even if it is broken, it will not take long to advance.

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But this opportunity is rare.

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The other party did it on purpose!

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"Master Mo is really amazing."

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The ghost of Yong Xuetian bowed his hands casually, as if he didn't know that he had interrupted the other party's breakthrough just now:

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"This battle is won in one battle, and one of the three main hall masters of the ancestral temple is killed. The name of the Taoist master will surely shock the ghost realm in all directions and become famous all over the world."

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"Won the prize." Mo Qiu opened his mouth, his voice indifferent:

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"It's all thanks to the efforts of the predecessors, Mo is just taking advantage of it."

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He lowered his head, frowning subconsciously.

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But after Wang Huang's death, in addition to the robes, gloves and other ghost weapons on his body, there was also a half-section of the jade plaque that was quietly floating.

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That jade card seems to have another mystery.

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At least.

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Bao has some qualities that Wang Huang had when he was alive, but it should require a specific method to refine and obtain the contents, which he definitely couldn't do.

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Yong Xuetian gently waved his hand, and the jade card flew into his hand on its own:

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"Why should the Taoist be humble? If it wasn't for the Taoist's clever plan, how could I have succeeded today, but after this move, there will be trouble."

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Mo Qiu nodded in understanding:

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"Ancestral Temple?"

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"good."

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Yong Xuetian clenched the jade card tightly in his hand, his face darkened:

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"The ancestral temple hides dragons and crouching tigers, there are many masters, and the contemporary Holy Master is even more talented, with unfathomable cultivation and strength, and it is extremely difficult to deal with."

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"Master Mo will kill the hall master and seize the saint, he will definitely not let you go."

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"The Taoist can hide in the Yang World, but the Holy Maiden is afraid that he can't escape, and the passage to the Xuanyou Cave of the Shangqing seems to be completely closed in a year or two."

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Mo Qiu squinted his eyes, clasped his fists and arched slightly:

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"Can seniors have any advice?"

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"I don't dare to give advice." Yong Xuetian grinned and said:

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"However, there are always places where the Holy Master can retreat temporarily. Although there are not many, there are only a few kings in the Kingdom of Shang who can do it."

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"If the former King Lu's strength is intact, he can do it in this King Lu realm."

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"pity…"

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He shook his head slightly and sighed:

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"The current King Lu's strength is not good enough, and his courage is not enough. He is clearly sitting in King Lu's ghost realm, and he is even in the late stage of the ghost king, and he can't even hold down a small palace master."

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"Oh!"

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Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows:

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"Senior seems to have something to say?"

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"Heh..." Yong Xuetian chuckled lightly, flipped the jade card in his hand, changed the subject, and asked:

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"Does Master Mo know, what is this?"

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"I don't know."

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"This is the talisman of King Lu."

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Yong Xuetian looked at the thing in his hand, his complexion was complicated, and his eyes flickered:

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"This thing contains a part of King Lu's power. As long as it is in King Lu's ghost realm, its strength can be blessed to a certain extent. That's why I lost to Wang Huang before."

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"Oh!" Mo Qiu's eyes flashed:

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"Now, this thing belongs to the senior."

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"Not bad." Yong Xuetian nodded sternly:

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"The benefits don't stop there. After this thing is refined by Wang Huang, he will naturally have the method he has learned all his life, and even his understanding of the realm of martial arts."

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"If I refine it, I can be half King Lu!"

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"Half?" Mo Qiu opened his mouth, thoughtfully.

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"Yeah." Yong Xuetian should be the ghost, and he sighed again:

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"Unfortunately, I don't get much blessings for half a talisman. If I can get all the talismans of King Lu, I can immediately have the inheritance of the kings of Lu in all dynasties and the secret methods of the ancestral temple, and completely control the ghost realm of King Lu."

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"At that time..."

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"Even if you lose to the Holy Master, you still have the capital to negotiate with him."

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"So it is!" Mo Qiu suddenly said:

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"But why did the senior and the next say this?"

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"Is it possible that I want Mo to help you deal with Di Ku and win the throne of King Lu?"

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"Why not?" Yong Xuetian gave a gloomy smile:

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"If this happens, the old man can promise that the Holy Master will not disturb the two of you again. It seems that the only one in the world who can do this and who Dao Master Mo knows is the old man."

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"Although my disciple has great ambitions, he is timid in battle and does nothing. How can he be worthy of the throne of King Lu?"

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"…"

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Mo Qiu opened his mouth, UU read www. uukanshu.com looked at the other party with a complicated expression, and sighed after a long time:

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"What senior said makes sense. Logically, Mo has no other choice. After all, this is a matter of mutual benefit, but why..."

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He shook his head slightly.

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"how?"

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Yong Xuetian frowned, subconsciously feeling bad.

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"Come out." Mo Qiu turned his head and said slowly:

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"His Royal Highness King Lu."

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