Avery Fang couldn't hear their murmurs clearly. Although her combat power had increased, she didn't learn much from Fang Wuzhuo about such subtle and distant sounds.
Thinking of Fang Wuzhuo, her eyes darkened, and she pretended to be calm and returned her gaze to the page in front of her, but she couldn't read another word.
She breathed out silently, and the moment when Fang Wuzhuo finally dissipated was deeply imprinted in her mind. Avery Fang had tried to let go, but it was difficult to do so.
Moxibustion Dancer was once frightened by her sitting on the sofa in the living room in the middle of the night. She put on a nine-step ghost-catching hand formation. Afterwards, Moxibustion Dancer ate potato cH!ps in fear to calm down.
After understanding the situation, he suggested that Avery Fang go back to the ruins to take a look. After the annihilation of the Fang clan, the ruins were protected by the supernatural walkers who arrived in Shanshan. There should not be much change now compared to back then.
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