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Perhaps this Daoist Cloudmist was flooding the ‘Chat Software Type A’, and then internally mocking True Monarch Mt.Huang?

“It doesn’t matter. Aren’t I also playing with him for fun? I’ve had an enjoyable time playing for the whole process anyways.” True Monarch Mt.Huang laughed. “Besides, I was originally planning to release him anyhow. Isn’t it very amusing for him to play with me for so long before he escaped?”

Cave Master Snowwolf sent a [Prostrating in admiration emoticon]. “Senior Mt.Huang’s realm is too high, I’m humbly convinced!”

Song Shuhang also sent the [Prostrating in admiration emoticon]. However, according to Dou Dou, True Monarch Mt.Huang was preparing to charge towards the Rank 7 Venerable realm. Was there really no problem with boredly playing with ‘Daoist Priest Cloudmist’?

At this time, in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, Great Pressure of Mt.Books suddenly said something. “Hoho, little Snowwolf you’re still alive?”

Isn’t this ID me? But I didn’t say anything?

Song Shuhang immediately turned around, looking at the computer.

Then, he saw True Monarch White smile at him. Song Shuhang didn’t go offline after downloading things on the computer, and the ‘Great Pressure of Mt.Books’ there was still online. That was sent by True Monarch White just now.

That’s can’t be it, Song Shuhang’s mouth opening. How long had it been since True Monarch White had come into contact with a computer? He could use a computer already, and could even type?

Senior White, with this amazing speed of learning efficiency, wouldn’t this make the primitives of a certain island in the Pacific Ocean who were being strung up and beaten by Mansion Master Sevenlives Talisman unable to endure it?

Great Pressure of Mt.Books: “When I’m free I’ll go and look for you. Your wife should be about to give birth to some little wolf cubs right?”

“Senior is welcome to visit anytime. There’s already a whole litter of little wolf cubs.” Cave Master Snowwolf replied. Whether these words were sincere or a pretence, only he himself knew.

True Monarch White, dragged the list of chat names of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, and asked, “Why don’t I see Sword Monarch Sixears?”

True Monarch Mt.Huang sent a [Bitter laugh] emoticon. “Thirty years before, Sword Monarch Sixears was plagued by his demonheart while attempting to reach the Rank 7 Venerable realm. He turned into ashes amidst Tribulation Fire.”

“Even Sword Monarch Sixears couldn’t pass that tribulation.” True Monarch White sighed lightly. He held his chin, and his eyes misted over, unwittingly letting his mind wander, and entered contemplation.

The Song Shuhang who had been maintaining his vigilance immediately gathered all his attention!

This was to ensure he could ‘support by the arm’ anytime. If True Monarch White were to put to use his ‘tripping on flat ground’ now, the entire apartment would collapse!

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In the gloomy Jiangnan jail.

The Moonsabre Sect disciple Zhao Bulü with both legs broken had been sent to this jail.

He had a gloomy expression, and looked at his ‘jail friend’. It was a bald Western monk. His bald head also had six neat jieba dots.

Chapter 157- Actually, the whole group are my alt accounts!

1: Five Fingers Mountain is written in the same way as the sealing technique Buddha used on Sun Wukong in mythology.