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The sun rises and sets among the bamboo groves.

After the faint fog dissipated, the entire bamboo forest was filled with light.

At this time, there was sudden movement among the haystacks.

Taoist Lingxu, who had just died, suddenly pushed aside the weeds and appeared in the sun.

Taoist Lingxu looked confused and looked at his hand, which was still intact.

I touched my neck and couldn't see any scratches.

There were no sword marks on his neck, and the blood that had just flowed thinly seemed fake.

"??"

Taoist Lingxu didn't know why. He looked at the iron sword abandoned in the haystack. This sharp weapon was stained with his own blood. I don't know when it turned into a bamboo stick?

At this time, a donkey walked out of the jungle, swaying its ears from side to side.

He came closer and looked at Taoist Lingxu with a look of gloating: "Hey! Are you awake?"

General Donkey still remembered that he had asked for favors from this man before, but he had received three severe beatings as a result.

At this time, the donkey looked at a bamboo thrown aside.

The bamboo floated up immediately, and General Donkey looked at the thin bamboo and pretended to scream in surprise.

"Hoho! This sword is so sharp!"

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

"With this sword, General Donkey's head may be moved!"

Taoist Lingxu still doesn't understand. Everything just happened. They and the demon twins may have fallen into some kind of miraculous illusion.

And the one who saved him was Taojun Kongchen.
Chapter completed!