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Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh rich and noble do not return home(2/2)

Then, looking at the monk's robe and scars on his face, he looked like an evil monk, and smiled and said, "Uncle San is now all the Taoist monks."

"Hey, you little brat, dare to arrange your third uncle!"

Considering that the scar on his face trembled slightly, he laughed and scolded.

The awkward feeling that had not been seen for many years was dispelled by Gu Shaoshen's short words.

However, Gu Shaoshang knew that the huge gap in identity cultivation was not so easy to erase, just like a rabbit before a giant dragon. No matter how friendly the dragon was, its heart would eventually be full of awe.

Everyone present, except for Gu Jiu and a few others, could not hide the awe in his heart.

"Everyone, come to the city."

After a little greeting, Gu Shaoshu led a group of villagers into Xiaoyao City.

The height of Xiaoyao City, the grandeur of the buildings, and the concentrated warriors coming and going on the streets all shocked the villagers of Gujiazhuang and became even more restrained.

Gu Shaoshang saw it and didn't care. As time goes by, their cultivation will eventually be smoothed out.
Chapter completed!
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