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    Xiang Yu really wants to go in to see, he went down the mountain is to experience, have to find a way to make his stagnant cultivation break through the bottleneck, so he can’t hide when he encounters something, the more he can’t deal with it the more he can’t hide, it’s impossible to say that when he encounters any opportunity his bottleneck will be loosened.

    If he couldn’t go further, how would he face the old graves in Xiangjiatun three years later?

    Therefore, Xiang Yu wanted to go in and see what exactly could repel the Dao, but he was afraid that he couldn’t solve it alone, and Cao Qingdao was just the right helper.

    That’s something he certainly couldn’t have said to the other side.

    He was afraid that Cao Qingdao would be in a hurry and chew himself up like a bone!

    Cao Qingdao woefully squatted on the ground and smoked a cigarette, and bitterly looked up and asked, “What should I do if I can’t get in and out?”

    Xiang Yu pointed to his backpack and asked, “What equipment do you have? Read it to me, read it.”

    Cao Qing Dao took off the travel bag on his back and opened it, “A peach wood sword, my master sacrificed a spiritual weapon of sorts, from the beginning of my entry into Maoshan has been wearing it until now there are nearly twenty years has been connected to me, there are also a few pieces of talisman paper and a body control bell.”

    After waiting for a while, Cao Qingdao pulled his backpack on, and Xiang Yu gave a dry cough and said, “No more, that’s all?”

    “Ah, I’m not a robot cat, what did you expect me to pull out.”

    Xiang Yu asked in a very tempered manner, “You Maoshan is also a big sect, it’s been over a thousand years, and you are a disciple of Maoshan who walks the rivers and lakes, and you are so stingy to bring so many things? No, you Maoshan is also too irresponsible, magic weapon, spirit weapon and what not give you to bring it, this in case if you meet a hard opponent you shall not hiccup ah.”

    Cao Qingdao rolled his eyes vigorously, very speechless, said: “Brother, Maoshan disciples are more than a thousand, you think anyone can have a magic weapon ah? Maoshan is not a robot cat ah, this is still because my master on my this one disciple it, so the equipment is considered good, there are disciples out of the mountain bare nothing with, even charm paper still have to draw their own, and then there is no grade, buddy you stand and talk really do not waist pain.”

    Cao Qing Dao suspiciously sized up Xiang Yu again, remembering that last night when he was fucking the zombies, this person actually threw out a magic weapon that could rain down heavenly thunder with a fling of his hand, this bastard’s base is definitely very thick ah.

    That piece of black wood, Cao Qingdao dare to pack a ticket, in the Maoshan sect only the elders or the hand of the master may have almost the same grade, and not all of them have, this guy can actually casually pull out a, what in the world is he out of the place?

    Xiang Yu was a little hairy from his stare, so he turned his head to look at the tall building and pondered, “If I can get in, do you dare to follow me in?”

    “What, you can go in,” Cao Qingdao jumped up at once and said incredulously, “Impossible, this place excludes all dao laws, don’t believe it, now you walk forward and see, you will definitely be bounced back.”

    “I mean, if I can get in, are you coming in with me or not” Xiang Yu fiddled impatiently with his backpack.

    “Can I still have no backbone if you say so?” Cao Qingdao pulled his neck and said, “Master Dao, you must have a backbone.”

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