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Cultivation knows not of years and moons.
In the blink of an eye, two years had passed.
On this day.
A terrifyingly immense aura burst forth from the Qingjing Palace and then quickly vanished.
Outside the palace gates.
"Ah ha— Lord Ying, how many times has this happened?" Bing Liangliang asked, yawning boredly.
Before Lord Ying, standing opposite her, could reply, Bing Liangliang quickly realized something and irritably poked Lord Ying's big head with her finger.
"Hey, isn't your name a bit too advantageous? How about Liangliang gives you a new one?"
"It seems to be the fifth time," Lord Ying pondered for a moment before honestly responding.
In facing the female demon Bing Liangliang, he dared not show the slightest negligence now.
Don't be fooled by Bing Liangliang's small stature; her strength was considerable, and her hits particularly brutal. Even someone as strong as the great Elder Lu could not escape her clutches, let alone his own small frame.
