That adult just raised his finger and stretched his legs, and he beheaded the man and dug out his heart. I couldn't even see how his demonic power was operating before the person was already dead. What can I possibly comprehend!
Qingzhi shook his head and said, "Tang Di was indeed right. You're just a mortal fox with poor potential."
Ting Yan gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could scratch his fake face to pieces.
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When Baili An woke up again, the injury on his shoulder had already been simply treated, and the toxins in his body seemed to have been cleaned out.
He found himself lying in an old house, surrounded by earthen walls and thin tiles.
Outside, a torrent of rain was pouring down heavily, drumming on the ground, and through the thin walls, he could faintly hear the grunts of pigs and the barking of dogs from next door.
This seemed to be a remote village.
Baili An propped himself up, noticing he was covered with a thick, patchy quilt.
