At this moment, Ning Xiaoxian glared at Changtian. If this guy had a bit more patience, the ghost would have been crushed into nothingness by the Divine Power of the golden snake once it got within half a mile. Since you're helping, why not help all the way? Seriously.
Changtian ignored her, opened the door, and walked out with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.
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On a cold winter morning, it's naturally very chilly outside.
Old Man Zeng, however, had a good habit; every morning, he would go to the valley to practice a set of Five-step Fist. This was a Health Care Boxing passed on to him by an expert over thirty years ago, which could ensure health and physical fitness, but it had to be practiced outdoors. The old man lived to sixty years, still strong and sturdy like a young man, thanks to this daily accumulation of kung fu.
However, today someone appeared in the valley earlier than him.
