That night, many people were in trouble.
Ji Hong carefully considered this chance encounter, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no flaws.
He spent another half day in the gambling house, and did not leave until midnight.
The snow-covered road was shining brightly, and there was nothing unusual about it. After returning to the vast house on the outskirts of Beijing, the demon cultivator who was watching under the wall caught a glimpse of him and didn't even take a second look.
Venerable Huanjian has many subordinates, but only a few hundred are qualified to live here.
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