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4000 points?
Just as Jiang Fan had guessed, even though he didn't obtain the fragment of the realm core, he was still able to obtain 4000 points. It was a huge gain.
"Young Master, aren't humans all afraid of death? Even if he could survive, he would not give up a trace of hope!”
When Dong Xiaoyu saw Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, she actually begged Jiang Fan to kill him. This was the first time she had encountered something like this, and she couldn't understand it. In her impression, people were all afraid of death.
"Afraid of death?"
"That's right, most people are afraid of death!”
"Sometimes, living is scarier than death. Some people are filled with righteousness. Although they are afraid of death, they are more afraid of losing righteousness.”
Jiang Fan sighed.
Dong Xiaoyu was confused.
"Alright, you've been looking for a long time. Why aren't you getting out?”
Jiang Fan looked into the distance and said calmly.
"Someone's there?"
Dong Xiaoyu was shocked. She quickly looked over and saw a white mist appear. Within the white mist, a beautiful woman in a gauze dress descended from the sky.
The woman was twenty years old, and she was extremely beautiful. Her skin was as white as snow, and under the moonlight, she looked especially dreamy. However, her body emitted a charming aura, like a fallen immortal.
If Ren Tingting was a pure and lovely girl, and Dong Xiaoyu was a beautiful and gentle little wife, then the woman in front of him was a demon in the mortal world.
"This is…a vixen?"
Dong Xiaoyu's pupils constricted as she cried out involuntarily.
She had scouted the surroundings just now and did not discover the existence of this vixen. This meant that her strength was not inferior to hers.
She didn't know why, but when she saw this vixen who wasn't any less beautiful than her.
Dong Xiaoyu became nervous and showed a strong hostility, as if something good was about to be snatched away.
Jiang Fan didn't think so much. This vixen appeared at the right time. However, the death of Daoist Priest Four-Eyed made him feel a little emotional.
There were many reasons for people to live and many reasons for people to die.
However, heaven and earth were heartless, and all living things were like straw dogs. It was better to rely on oneself than to pray for the mercy of the Heavenly Dao.
It was better to rely on oneself than others!
And all the rules of conduct,
"No matter what, as long as one has a conscience, it's fine.”
Jiang Fan sighed in his heart.
What he wanted was to become stronger!
The weak did not have the right to speak. They could only be pitied. Only the strong could show mercy.
Protecting the people you want to protect and getting what you want is not something that can be said. It doesn't matter if they go to hell after death. When the time comes, they will be judged by heaven and earth.
In his previous life, the sentence that he felt the most deeply was the sentence in Teacher Zhao's skit, Money Is Not Short. The most tragic thing in the world was that when a person lives, money is gone.
As long as he became stronger!
He was so strong that no one or anything could question him or stop him. This was true freedom and true power.
At this moment, his will became even more determined. His eyes became even brighter, and his entire person seemed to suddenly emit a sharp aura.
If he was just a heavy sword before, then at this moment, Jiang Fan was a peerless sword that seemed to be able to cut open the heavens.
This day could no longer cover his eyes.
This land could no longer bury his heart.
At this moment, Jiang Fan suddenly realized something. His Dao heart became firm and he underwent a transformation. He didn't know that his Dao cultivation had suddenly increased like a flood.
In just a short moment, he had gained five more years of cultivation.
Comprehending the Dao, his cultivation increased explosively!
This was a fortuitous encounter that could only be encountered by chance. Because of the request of the Four-Eyed Daoist, he had interrogated himself in his heart and broken through his restraints, obtaining a sublimation and transformation.
"Taoist priest, your eyes are so fierce.”
At this moment, the vixen began to whimper.
She was so pitiful that it made one's heart melt. It was as if he had thrown everything to the back of his mind and only wanted to hold her in his arms and love her.
"Xiao Yu, let her be quiet!"
Jiang Fan glanced at the crying vixen and said calmly.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Dong Xiaoyu's face lit up.
She had long been unhappy with this vixen. Now that Jiang Fan had spoken, she naturally wouldn't hold back. With a low growl, a huge amount of Yin Qi instantly filled the surroundings.
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