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Huang Rong: "Father has died twice already?"

Huang Yaoshi: "Yes, this exploration mission is far too difficult. Ancient beings like the True Dragon are really hard to deal with..."

Golden Wheel Dharma King: "So what do we do now?"

Huang Rong: "Of course I gave up! Jinlun, if you want to die, go by yourself, but don't drag my father down with you!"

Golden Wheel Monk: "Hahaha, Miss Huang, don't be angry. I also wanted to let it go, but I was just a little embarrassed."

Xiong Ba: "Since we've already said it outright, let's not worry about saving face anymore. Just give up."

Huang Yaoshi: "It seems we have no other choice."

(Xiong Ba, Jinlun Fawang, and Huang Yaoshi have abandoned the exploration mission; other group members can continue to accept the mission.)

Yotsuya Miko: "Even experts like you can't complete this. It seems we can only wait for the gods to do it."

Jackie Chan: "Yes, dragons are creatures from mythology. I'm afraid only immortals could do that..."

Zhao Ling'er: "(Angry) Brother Ning Chen is so busy, how can we let him do everything?!"

Xiong Ba: "Please don't be angry, young lady. That beast Zhenlong is too ferocious. It's not that we are unwilling to share the burden for the immortals!"

Li Hanyi: "If you're weak, practice more. What's the use of making excuses if you're not strong enough?"

Zhao Ling'er: "I want to take on this mission to deliver a Dragon Essence to Brother Ning Chen. Anyone want to join me?"

Li Hanyi: "I'll do it."

Yotsuya Miko: "Sister Hanyi, weren't you going to plunder Wangcheng Mountain?"

Li Hanyi: "Wangcheng Mountain isn't going anywhere, it's the same no matter when we rob them!"

Huang Rong: "I also want to go and see for myself!"

Zhao Ling'er: "Okay, then the three of us will go together to complete this exploration mission."

I'll go tell Grandma, and we'll leave as soon as I get back.

Huang Rong: "Sure, no one can control me anyway, hehe."

Li Hanyi: "Satisfactory."

Huang Yaoshi: "@Huang Rongrong, please be very careful, there is a sect called Tianmen..."

He recounted in detail all the clues he had uncovered during his exploration mission to Huang Rong and the other two.

……

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

Ning Chen and Simu, carrying the corpse and dragging their two unconscious junior disciples, walked from a distance.

Looking at the two farmhouses in front of him,

They smiled knowingly at each other. "This is my home. Junior Brother, you must stay for a few more days!"

"Jiale, come and greet your junior uncle!"

"Jiale?!"

"Jia Le..."

There was no response, only the faint sound of snoring coming from the room.

A few cawing crows flew overhead, and Simu's face immediately showed some embarrassment.

Chapter 72 A Flick of the Finger Shatters the Gold Sword! Jingjing's Little Mouth Opens Wide (Please Subscribe!)

“May the heavens and earth bless you!”

"Walking corpses have spirits, walking corpses have natures!"

"Forget the ringtone, just call when you hear 'hey'!"

"Scream and I'll beat you, oh dear, it's a spirit!"

Heed my command!

Si Mu stood in his own courtyard, but instead of going inside, he began to perform a ritual.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Jiale, that brat!

My master has been missing for so many days, and his whereabouts are unknown. He almost became a meal for the fox demon.

He, on the other hand, is actually able to sleep!

I thought this kid was eagerly waiting for me to come back, which would be a good opportunity to leave a good impression on my junior brother.

Unexpectedly, the junior brother met such a heartless nephew.

"I'm going to spank your ass into eight pieces today!"

Si Mu thought fiercely to himself. He made a hand seal, opened the door, and the corpses swarmed in.

They surrounded Jiale, who was sitting on a rattan chair.

The corpses were all holding a wooden stick, raised above their heads.

"Humph!"

Si Mu snorted coldly and walked towards his good disciple.

When he struck with that stick, he was bound to feel pain and yell, "Ouch!"

Then, the corpses he had cast the spell on, upon hearing the word "ouch," would all raise their sticks and strike Jia Le.

It saves effort and also teaches Jiale a good lesson.

why not?

Ning Chen also came in, just to join in the fun.

He noticed that Jia Le's muscles were tense and his eyelashes were fluttering slightly.

It's obvious he's faking sleep.

However, the four eyes did not notice.

In fact, Jiale was indeed pretending to be asleep.

Jiale was awakened from his sleep when Master Simu picked up a pile of wooden sticks and distributed them to the corpses.

Although he didn't know exactly what his master was doing, based on his understanding of his master, he figured he was probably trying to teach him a lesson.

Although she appeared to be lying in the wicker chair pretending to be asleep, she was actually panicking inside...

"Forget it, maybe I should explain it to my master..."

Jia097 was thinking this to himself when he was suddenly hit on the butt with a stick.

"oops!"

He suddenly stood up, "Master, let me explain..."

however,

The moment he cried out "Ouch!", the sticks in the hands of more than a dozen corpses came crashing down.

"not good!"

His pupils contracted; he hadn't expected Jiale to suddenly turn over and get up.

Originally, the plan was to spank him, but now, the stick is hitting Jiale's head instead.

If that blow landed, it would shatter his skull...

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; Si Mu had no time to stop his spell.

The sound of wind breaking through the air rang in his ears, and Jia Le immediately sensed something was wrong, but there was nowhere to hide.

clap clap clap...

A series of explosions rang in my ears.

Jiale closed his eyes tightly, thinking to himself: My ability to withstand blows is really good, I didn't feel any pain at all!

Could it be that I've mastered the legendary Iron Head Technique?!

I've heard that Iron Head Kung Fu makes you invulnerable to swords and spears; even if you stretch out your neck and someone tries to cut you, they can't cut it.

Master was lying all along; I really am a martial arts prodigy!

Suddenly, a slap landed on his forehead, making him dizzy.

"You little rascal, what are you pretending to be asleep for?

The master's reprimanding voice rang in his ears, and slaps landed on his head one after another.

It hurts.

Well, I guess I'm not a martial arts prodigy after all.

"If it weren't for your junior uncle, your head would be smashed into a watermelon today!"