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Chapter 1773 Visitors hanging the old monument on the moss(2/2)

Even if the Blood Leaf Sect dies in the battle with the demons, other immortal cultivating sects will take over.

Li Yan himself often thinks about Zhao Min's weaknesses, but in fact he himself is not the same.

He took a deep breath, and his consciousness easily covered the entire small mountain village. After a moment, Li Yan's figure flashed and landed in a place in the village, which was his home.

"Just wait for me here!"

Zhao Min and Zi Kun heard Li Yan's voice in their minds, and his man had disappeared without a trace.

A spacious courtyard is located in a small mountain village, which looks very grand. It is much larger and more grand than many surrounding houses.

But in a corner of the rear garden of this impressive courtyard, there is an old house built of mud and stone, which is incompatible with the elegance of the surrounding gardens.

There are traces of mud of different colors on the walls of this old mud house, indicating that it has been renovated more than once.

At this time, in the garden, there was an old mother-in-law with white hair and a kind face, half lying on a deck chair.

Although it was only early autumn, the expensive fabrics on her body were already thickened, and a blanket was covering her knees.
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