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Chapter 158: Master and Disciple Nangongbei (nd update!)
Climbing a mountain is always a painful thing for college students whose physical strength is often negative.

Luan Wan felt that his physical strength was not that bad.

But at this moment, this small hill, which looked like she could climb up it with a big jump from the top of the building when viewed from a distance, always made her feel exhausted.

The master didn't seem to feel anything about this.

Luan Wan asked the master out of curiosity, but the master just said something without any context:

"He has only accepted our kindness, but has not yet truly recognized you..."

Luan Wan: …

I'm so angry. Will I die if I explain it more clearly?
Even though Luan Wan could roughly understand what the master was saying.

But she still feels:

The Riddler deserves to die!

This might have been a long time ago, when she looked at her uncle's luxurious life and asked her master if she had such a future in making money.

The master just looked at her and said nothing.

His eyes were dull and gloomy, but Luan Wan felt extremely mocked...

Now that I think about it, Master was right.

With her personality, I'm afraid she won't be able to make much money...

Luan Wan glanced at his master beside him, whose aura had not even changed.

She was not going to give the other party a chance to show off.

Luan Wan could even guess what would happen if she asked her master why he didn't feel anything.

The master would most likely pat his broken leg, then look at her with a seemingly indifferent expression and say:
"Young people nowadays, if you think back then your master could tear a dragon apart alive..."

Luan Wan has always found this quite magical.

Even the Yangtze alligator...

Well, except for the Yangtze alligator...

Even if it was another crocodile, one that could bite off an adult's thigh...

Especially in a very narrow semi-enclosed space...

Luan Wan found it hard to imagine how his master had managed to defeat the other person.

Is it just relying on the standing meditation that my master taught me?

Luan Wan felt that she would never go to that kind of place in her life...

When Master was young, he was the fearless Iron-Headed Kid in horror movies...

When Luan Wan finally climbed to the top of the mountain, dragging his increasingly heavy legs.

She then saw Yi Dong standing at the door waving at them.

To be honest, Luan Wan always had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu about this scene.

Maybe it’s because there is a cemetery behind the other person.

Luan Wan always felt that there was something about Yi Dong that made her feel suffocated...

Before, Luan Wan felt that she seemed to have adapted.

It's like having experienced severe 3D vertigo before, and suddenly feeling like I can handle it again after so many years...

The result is self-evident...

Even this time, Luan Wan felt that her symptoms were more serious.

It was as if there was some kind of cold and chilling aura on the other person, which made her hair stand on end...

To be honest, Luan Wan felt that this was somewhat like the style of a villain in a story...

But now, the other party seems to be the only pillar of their sect...

Even the master was willing to give up that treasure for this...

So, the demon sect is actually me?
Luan Wan tried hard to think of all kinds of irrelevant and abstract ideas to drive away the chill in her body.

And Yi Dong seemed to notice Luan Wan's discomfort.

In response to this, he looked at the master and disciple with some apology:
"Maybe I was too devoted to my training yesterday, and it still has a bit of flavor..."

Nangong Bei smiled and said it was no big deal.

But in Luan Wan's ears, these words have another important point:

Practicing?

Some not-so-harmonious scenes naturally emerged in Luan Wan's mind.

Unprovoked.

Luan Wan felt that it was probably a bloody and cruel scene...

When he was a child, or for a long time, Luan Wan always thought that his keen senses were a pretty cool thing.

If only I hadn't seen any ghosts.

Otherwise, she would teach those idiots in the dormitory a lesson...

But now, Luan Wan really wanted to interrogate which unknown organ in her body was responsible for perception:
Bastard! What on earth did you sense?
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Cemetery Cottage
The summer sunshine shines brightly on the cemetery in this small town.

Luan Wan stood in the yard basking in the sun.

In fact, she didn't really want to listen to the conversation between the two people in the room.

But I still couldn't suppress my curiosity.

No one let her out though.

But Luan Wan only stayed in the room for a while before she felt a little restless.

She even felt like she was hallucinating.

Yi Dong in front of him seemed to have some kind of bloody shadow...

Luan Wan seemed to smell the strong and creepy smell of blood on the other person...

Every cell in her body was screaming at her to leave this horrible existence.

This forced Luan Wan to get up and run to the yard.

The cell phone, which had been set to silent mode, was occasionally filled with questions from roommates, either curious or concerned.

The warm or blazing sunlight shone on her body...

But Luan Wan still couldn't feel much warmth.

Luan Wan felt like the kind of coward who was scared to death by a horror movie but couldn't help but watch it with his eyes covered...

Inside the room, Yi Dong looked towards Nangong Bei, somewhat curious:

"Master Nangong, can you smell something wrong with me?"

He had previously thought that it might be because he had practiced the Black Tiger Heart-Picking Technique too much yesterday, and there was still a hint of blood left.

But he just sniffed it secretly and didn't seem to smell anything.

Come to think of it, after traveling through time and space, the bloodstains have turned into ashes.

Where does the smell of blood come from?

Therefore, Yi Dong was really curious about what Luan Wan sensed.

However, Yi Dong already knew about Luan Wan's perception.

He felt that if the attributes of the comprehensive network panel were used, the opponent's perception would be at least above 15 points...

At least according to his current perception.

Without the bonus of the Guardian Land, he would not be able to do this.

Of course, judging from Luan Wan's performance.

If you just have high perception, it may not be a good thing...

After all, in this world where supernatural powers do not exceed a certain level.

Charm and intelligence are the more overwhelming attributes...

Nangong Bei heard this, but shook his head and did not give a direct answer:

"You see, too, that she is more gifted than I am..."

Upon hearing this, Yi Dong glanced at Luan Wan outside the house thoughtfully.

However, Yi Dong does not fully agree with this.

He felt that Nangong Bei was probably not much inferior to Luan Wan when he was young.

Afterwards, Yi Dong thought about it and asked Nangong Bei about the channels for withdrawing funds.

This abrupt change of topic undoubtedly made Nangong Bei stunned for a moment.

"Are you short of money?"

Yi Dong shook his head:

"I just happened to have some on hand, and it's useless to leave it there."

Nangong Bei smiled:

"Give me how much you have and I'll give you the market price."

Upon hearing this, Yi Dong couldn't help but look at Nangong Bei.

Then he took out a stone pot from his backpack.

Unfortunately, there were some blood stains on the stone pot.

This is normal. After he finishes clearing the book, he just picks it up and throws it into his backpack.

I don’t always have the patience to go to the underground river to wash my hands…

Yi Dong took a look, then took a garbage bag nearby and poured all the gold sand in the stone pot into it...

(End of this chapter)