Second Uncle laughed at Chen Anguo's remark.
Ning Jie's gaze, however, suddenly brightened. Chen Anguo's words made his hair stand on end and goosebumps rise all over his skin.
A transcendent figure with an ethereal immortal air suddenly flashed through his mind. He couldn't help glancing backward, his gaze piercing through the wall as if he could see that lonely Taoist temple up on the big mountain.
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