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The sheep demon didn't hesitate and began to flee in panic. Ning Xuan and Immortal Aunt Yaozhen followed. The midnight moon shone on the black mist, and the yin wind howled, as if someone was holding a large brush and splashing ink in the space. The further they went, the more it felt like they were not in the human world. Immortal Aunt Yaozhen suddenly pondered, "Why don't we catch the sheep demon and interrogate it directly? Isn't it too reckless to go deep rashly?" Ning Xuan said, "You are…-
1.6 M • Ongoing
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Ning Xuan quickly glanced at Immortal Aunt Yaozhen and said concisely, "Scout the way." He had to determine whether there were any human skin soldiers around. Immortal Aunt Yaozhen explained seriously, "This kind of magic is called a mountain barrier. It uses dragon qi to form a mountain body. You and I are in the mountain. Any existence that wants to touch us has to pass through this dragon qi mountain. Every step is like the soul carrying a huge rock. The closer you get, the greater the resistance.…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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Hanzhou... In the residence of General Qin. In the moonlit night... The scholar was pacing back and forth, waiting bitterly in front of a closed secret room. He had been waiting for Great General Qin for more than a month, but he had never been able to wait for Great General Qin to come out of seclusion. Every time the Great General went into seclusion, it would take a very, very long time. Suddenly, he felt footsteps behind him. It was a tall and sturdy soldier in armor. "Zhuangyuan…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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A few days later... Ning Xuan did not wait for a marriage alliance, but he did wait for his big brother to come out of seclusion. Wangyue Prefecture began to receive refugees from the north, and some strange and ghostly things began to break out. It was said that there were gnawing sounds in the middle of the night, human skins floating in the wind, and newly buried people in the cemetery coming back to life. In short, people were in a panic. Ning Xuan thought about it. He couldn't hide, so he…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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When Ning Xuan returned to the mansion, it was already late at night. In the past, at this late hour, Xiao Jie would only light the lamp in his room. But today, the lights were all on. When Ning Xuan walked into the courtyard gate, he immediately sensed that there were people in the reception hall. There was his father, and a stranger. Ning Xuan thought that another "Uncle Tang" had come this time, but when he looked around the screen wall, he saw a cold and beautiful young female…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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Old Master Ning had his own busy schedule, and Young Master Ning also had his own. He had already thrown the matter of his marriage to his father, because his marriage was no longer just his personal matter, but involved the safety and future of the entire Ning family. He would not ruin his father's grand plan for the sake of love. He would marry whoever his father pointed to. At most, there would be another person in his bed with a different dream. His busy schedule was his daily training and…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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Uncle Tang, whose name was Tang Chuan, was the ruler of Ping'an Prefecture, north of Wangyue Prefecture. Ning Xuan had originally wanted to hold a banquet, but Tang Chuan waved his hand and said gently, "It's already evening. A bowl of plain noodles will do. As for the wine, let's skip it. I know a little about what you want to ask, nephew. Let's talk while we eat." Ning Taiyi smiled and said, "Xuan'er, we in this line of work pay great attention to our bodies. We only eat a few bites of big fish and…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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After having his fun and finding a source of incense fire, Ning Xuan took advantage of the leisure time while others were still watching and resumed his daily routine... But soon, he became depressed. His Golden-Winged Thunder Duke was brought over, but he had lost interest. The servant who raised the chickens tried his best, and even said that he had found a strange chicken in a certain village, but he was not interested. After teasing the Golden-Winged Thunder Duke a little, he had the servant…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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The next morning, just as the sky was getting bright, Ning Xuan was already lying on a soft and fragrant bed. Every inch of his flesh and blood that had once been gnawed by demons was now stained with the fragrance of rouge. In the wind outside the window, there was also the fragrance of rouge. Ning Xuan was in a good mood. He felt that every inch of his muscles was in a state of pleasure. At this time, there was a knock on the door. The person knocking on the door had very light footsteps,…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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In the Ning residence, in the carriage. The situation on the chessboard was already clear. With Old Master Ning's last piece placed, there were no more pieces to be placed. The scholar didn't even count, and said coldly, "Mr. Taiyi, you have lost by thirty-seven points." Old Master Ning stroked his beard and smiled, "I'm old, I'm old. Zhuangyuan Lang, you let me win." The scholar looked at his smile and frowned. To lose, but not like a stray dog, was in itself a manifestation of…
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1.6 M • Ongoing
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