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Hong Fenghuang's chest moved up and down. Her hand that gently caressed the Persian cat exerted a little strength, causing the docile little kitten to meow and jump out from her embrace.

”Talking is nothing!”

Hong Fenghuang's cold eyes swept across the crowd and she said angrily: Who can help me slap him twice?

Other than the few ninjas behind her, most of the others had their heads lowered. Overlord and Mad Dog had suffered losses due to Duan Hong before, especially since Overlord had been poked in the back dozens of years ago. It wasn't a problem for them to beat Duan Hong while they were down, so letting him go up and fight with Duan Hong one on one?

He would rather continue to be stabbed in the back, and he seemed to fall in love with the feeling of masochism.

Even more so for the mad dog, seeing Duan Hong ravaging dozens of his henchmen by himself and even showing off his extraordinary abilities in the Xiu Luo arena made it impossible for him to go up even if he was given ten dog gall.

Fan Tong's eyes turned and he quietly whispered into the ears of the Old Daoist Juechen: ”Master, weren't you trying your best to become an outstanding villain? Now is a chance, if you perform well in front of Big Sis, will you worry about not being the worst person around? ”

Today, I will return the Three Purities and my freedom to you.

It was from ”The Three Clear Monastery Before Deaths”.

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In addition to his more than forty years in the Three Purities Monastery, he had always been a Daoist boy. Even though he was by the monastery leader's side, he couldn't display the enormous ambitions in his heart.

For more than forty years, he had been studying the moral scriptures and had been deeply baptized by the Taoist culture. Logically speaking, such a person should have high achievements in the Dao Sect, but he had always figured out distortions and distortions from the correct Dao Sect.

In certain places, there were some similarities between Duan Hong and himself. For example, in one of the books on Heart Sutra, Duan Hong had read: A color is a color of empty air.

This phrase originally meant that color was nothing but air.

Duan Hong actually tried to distort him. He thought: Since color is empty, then color is empty.

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> In this regard, Suicide Wars also had similar views. He had studied Taoist culture for many years, and most of them were about the pursuit of good, the pursuit of the mediocre.

Suddenly, one day, an uncle master he knew was sitting inside the temple. A few old men turned his corpse into a pile of ashes and placed it inside a sandalwood box.

Martial Uncle taught me the Dao and told me to ascend to heaven. He studied Taoism for a few decades, but in the end, he still didn't ascend to the heavens, but he still became a pile of ashes. My Tao technique is far inferior to his, so how can I ascend to heaven?

It was pure foolishness.

In addition, Suicide One disagreed with many of the mediocre explanations, so he believed that in the short span of a few decades that a person had lived in this world, he should have enjoyed all the blessings, avoided all the difficulties, experienced everything, and had lived a miserable life in the monastery.

He was extremely regretful. At the same time, he was also very glad. He was regretful that he had only understood this principle for more than forty years. He hated his teacher very much!

In his anger, he scattered the ashes of the Martial Uncle into the latrine. Thankfully, he was only middle-aged and still had a lot of time to waste, which was enough for him to roam the world for a while.

He has been a good person for more than forty years and has often failed to get good returns. Often, bad people live more carefree lives, so on the first day of his life, he swore that he would be an outstanding bad person no matter what!

Furthermore, since Fan Tong didn't have any other abilities, he was the most proficient at instigating relationships and fighting amongst others.

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