Of the two familiar faces, one was Tang Zixian and the other, Master Fakong. Tang Zixian was as pretty as ever, although she did not use the Yingu Soul-suppressing Talisman. She appeared just like she had always looked. Tang Zixian shifted her eyes and stared straight at Ning Tao, as well as Qing Zhui, whose arm was in Ning Tao's, Their eyes met and their expressions were both rather strange. Master Fakong instantly furrowed his brows, chanting Buddha's name. He had advised Ning Tao to break off with this snake demon, and yet here she was, her arm in Ning Tao's! Although he was the disciple of Fahai, this staunchly principled monk had only frowned. Had he subdued her on the spot, everyone would consider it his rightful duty. Ning Tao and Tang Zixian exchanged glances. Then, Ning Tao shifted his eyes away, surveying the hall rapidly. There were dozens of people in the hall—warriors, demons and practit
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