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Chapter Twelve(2/2)

"Don't whisper to me, I will consider fighting for power with you, I can also be the Lord of Penglai."

Peng Zhou stopped talking at once, looked at the horizon where the white deer could no longer be seen, and left angrily.

The white snake was not in a hurry to leave. He looked in the direction of Lu Wenzhao's departure and fell into thinking.

Lu Wenzhao recently...

Have you gone to the mortal world too often?

He wanted to go too.

*   *   *

Holding the bouquet of flowers, Lu Wenzhao stayed in the air outside Lulin City for a brief moment and distinguished the direction of Lukong Star. He left a mark on the flower branches that had previously written immortal arts, and now this flower is in the palace.

The palace ban was so strict that for the immortal, it was just a stack of waste paper. Lu Wenzhao descended from the clouds, sorted out his sleeves, and confirmed that the other party was awake, and then slowly appeared in Lu Kongxing's room.

When he saw Lu Kongxing sitting in a pile of gold, he burst into tears when he saw him.

“…Save me.”
Chapter completed!
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