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The sound of bamboo poles hitting the ground was intermittent, sometimes faint, sometimes near, making it impossible to determine the direction and what exactly was creating these abrupt and strange noises. Wei Wuxian said, "Come here, stay close, don't move around, and don't draw your swords." In the fog, a group of younger cultivators wildly drawing their swords might not harm the enemy but could easily injure each other. After a moment, the sound stopped abruptly. Waiting for a while, a young…-
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He involuntarily loosened his hand. Before the oil lamp could fall to the ground, Wei Wuxian snatched it back, calmly rubbed it against the still-burning fire talisman in his other hand, lit it, and placed it on the table, saying, "Did you make all of these, old lady? You're very skilled." Only then did the others realize that the things standing all over the room weren't real people, but a large group of paper figures. These paper figures' heads and bodies were the same size as real people, made…
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Entering the city, the two walked side by side among the bustling crowd. Suddenly, Lan Wangji asked, "How is the evil curse mark?" Wei Wuxian said, "Jin Ling buried himself too close to his 'good brother' at the time, absorbing a lot of resentment, it's faded a little, but not completely gone. Generally, you'd have to find the whole body, or at least the head, to completely eliminate it. It's not a problem." The "good brother" was the unfortunate fellow who had been torn apart by five horses. Because…
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The waiter said, "Don't rush, I'm about to say it. They all died, but when I said they escaped a disaster, it was only temporary. After a few years, that owner, Chang Ping, still died. This time, he died even more horribly. He was killed by someone who used a sword to inflict death by a thousand cuts! Do you know what death by a thousand cuts is? I don't need to explain, right? It's when you take a knife or sword and scrape a person's body, one cut at a time, scraping three thousand six hundred cuts until…
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The head of the Chang family in Leyang, Chang Ping, went out night hunting with some family members one day. After more than half a month, he suddenly received terrible news on the road and rushed back. After grieving, he only found out that someone had maliciously broken his family's protective array, allowing a group of ferocious evil spirits to enter. Other than that, he was completely in the dark. Originally, the tragedy of a small family would have been known only to a limited number of people, but…
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After summoning Wen Ning, Wei Wuxian's mind was in slight turmoil, making it difficult for him to be aware of everything around him. Lan Wangji, if he didn't want to be noticed, could easily arrive silently. Thus, when he suddenly turned his head, he saw that increasingly cold, icy face in the moonlight. His heart skipped a beat, and he was slightly startled. He didn't know how long Lan Wangji had been there, whether he had heard everything he had done and said. If he hadn't been drunk from the…
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Jiang Cheng said again, "Lend me your dog." Jin Ling snapped out of his daze, hesitating for a moment. Jiang Cheng's two sharp, electric-like gazes swept over him, and only then did he whistle. The black-maned spirit dog bounded over in three leaps. Wei Wuxian was as stiff as an iron plate, only able to let himself be dragged by one hand, step by step. Jiang Cheng found an empty room and threw Wei Wuxian in. The door closed behind him, and the black-maned spirit dog followed, sitting by the door. Wei…
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Who knew, he only took one step back, but his foot twisted, and it looked like he was about to fall to his knees. Lan Wangji's expression changed, and he rushed forward, like last time at Dafan Mountain, he tightly grasped his wrist, steadied him, and knelt down on one knee to check his leg. Wei Wuxian was quite startled and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, Hanguang-Jun, you don't need to be like this." Lan Wangji slightly raised his head, his light-colored eyes fixed on him for a moment, then he lowered…
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Lan Wangji said, “I wish to hear the details.” The moment he sat down, this polite request had the intimidating power of a threat, and Nie Huaisang began to explain hesitantly. He said, “Hanguang-Jun, you know, our Nie family is different from other cultivation sects. Because our family’s ancestor was a butcher, while other families cultivate swordsmanship, our family cultivates the way of the saber.” This was common knowledge and not a secret. Even the Qinghe Nie clan’s family crest…
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Lan Wangji finally turned his head, but his gaze was still slightly to the side. Seeing this, Wei Wuxian blinked, a mischievous thought inexplicably rising in his heart. He was just about to say something teasing when a shattering sound came from the table. They both stood up and looked over. They saw tea cups and a teapot broken on the ground, and an Evil Sealing Pouch lying among the white porcelain shards and spilled tea. The surface of the pouch was bulging continuously, as if something was trapped…
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