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Chapter 1,702: Thirty years of silence in Luanxue, my heart flutters when I touch Jian Chen(3/3)

But Daodeer laughed, interrupting all her thoughts. He turned around and said coldly:

"Where does your impression of Yue Gongjie rest? When you were just starting out, was that a good impression of him?"

"Do you know how much can be changed in thirty years, and how much can it change a man?"

"Some people look dignified on the surface, but secretly they have changed their minds many times."

"If nothing else..." Dao Daier pointed to the corner of the wall, "Has he come to see you once in the past thirty years?"

Boom!

The Moon Palace Slave tightly grasped the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword with her slender hands, her head completely blank.

She discovered that the warmth of Jian Nian was indeed just an illusion.

It has no temperature at all, and the reason why the smell is familiar is just based on subjective imagination.

In fact, it resides in the sword body indifferently, neither distant nor close, just the distance a stranger would keep.

"I……"

The corners of Moon Palace Slave's lips twitched and it was difficult to make a sound.

The invasion of Yin energy almost overwhelmed her, and she almost fell to the ground. She could barely hold up her delicate body by grabbing the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"What's wrong with you?" Dao Dai'er looked confused:

"Ah! Why has your face changed? I'm talking about Yue Gongji, who are you thinking about?"

"Ah! Don't think too much, I didn't mean that... slave~sister~sister~~~"

In the end, his smile couldn't hold back at all, it was as bright as a flower, well, the flower of the devil.

The Moon Palace Slave gave Dao Qiongang a vicious look.

If possible, she now wants to pick up the Furious Immortal Buddha Sword and chop off the dog's head in the sky!

——The person in the world who deserves to be purified the most is Dao Qiongang!

"Um?"

Use your fingers a little harder.

The Moon Palace Slave suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to lift this big sword?

Dao Qiongcang forgot to set a restriction?

It seems that the angry immortal hasn’t recognized him as his master yet?

Do you recognize yourself with the strength left behind by resentment?

Or……

He is helping me!

The Moon Palace Slave hid all subtle reactions in time, but her mind couldn't help but become active:
Chapter completed!
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