Chapter Twelve Very Big(2/2)
Shang Guohen subconsciously glanced at the stove: "Your treasure bag is a pill that awakens the poisonous gu, and my sword box is a way to drive the poisonous gu. In just ten days of training, he becomes a corpse, painless and unconscious, and only knows how to obey orders. I can't understand why the master did this. For fifteen years, I have been thinking about it every day, but I can't figure it out. After all, Fang Jie is his..."
"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it."
Mu Xiaoyao lay on the beam of the house and said, "Anyway, we can't go back."
"Yes... I can't go back. So it's better to go to Chang'an as soon as possible. After all, it's not stable. Chang'an City Martial Arts Academy, Qingle Mountain Yiqi Temple, Wudang Mountain Sanqing Temple, the only three places that the Great Sui Dynasty can fear those people. Qingle Mountain and Wudang Mountain cannot tolerate us, so we can only go to the Martial Arts Academy."
"East Chu Penglai Pavilion, South Yan Moxi Garden, Yipin Villa with 100,000 mountains, these places are all famous places, but they cannot hide us."
"Only the Great Sui Dynasty, only Chang'an."
"I heard that Chang'an is very big."
Shang Guohen said: "It is as big as a hundred Fangu City."
“It’s great if it’s big.”
Mu Xiaoyao said seriously: "It's very big, maybe you won't be bored even if you live until you die."
"Then stay until death!"
Chapter completed!