Hua Changdeng seemed to be asleep.

His breathing became even, and he almost snored.

"Those who stick to the Tao!"

Dao Qiongcang suddenly shouted loudly, and even the candle flames trembled for three minutes, almost being extinguished by the shock.

Hua Changdeng shuddered and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you sick?!"

Dao Qiongcang then smiled and stroked his beard again, raised his hand to Si Nan, and said harmoniously: "Those who adhere to the Dao, hold the three thousand laws of destiny in the upper hand, and bear the sound of peace in all worlds below. When a person is born, he salutes with incense, and is joined by a python. , How lucky is the golden dragon?"

He nodded intoxicatedly.

"Very lucky, very lucky..."

"I'm sick! Why did you come to me? Just to say these two words and scare me again?" Hua Changdeng turned over and moved to the other side of the tree.

"Don't you think it's very beautiful? I've recently become obsessed with poetry and words. There are great mysteries in these words, which suits me very well."

Dao Qiongcang stepped forward and suddenly stopped in mid-air: "Shall I come in to chat?"

"No entry."

Hua Changdeng waved his hand in disdain, "Who did you learn this shit from? Your Taoist ancestor again? If you really feel that life is boring, just knock your bastard Si Nan on the head, and the Taoist ancestor can teach you the Tao for the rest of your life.

"

"No no no..."

Dao Qiongtian waved his hands and stopped a hundred feet away, but did not step in after all.

Hua Changdeng said he couldn't go in, so he didn't go in either.

"These words were not taught to me by Taozu."

"Heh, what piece of shit is it that flatters you so much that it even changes the smell of your body?"

"You know……"

Dao Qiongcang looked at him with a smile, paused in his voice, and then chanted loudly: "A sword comes from the east, and a swordsman comes from the east. He drinks from the underworld and walks into the blue sky. He doesn't become a guest in the mortal world. How can he lose his piety?"

Oops!

The candle suddenly went out.

The sound of wind started.

Hua Changdeng's figure with a ghost-like shawl suddenly came face to face, with the hunting ghost in his hand lying between Dao Qiongang's exposed neck, his eyes full of madness.

The deep voice was filled with murderous intent from all directions.
Chapter completed!