Chapter 269 — The Beauty in the Painting
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Banggongcuo no longer recognizes me; it is as though he had been swapped for another man. " "His abilities are very strong, no worse than yours," said Libationer Bashan.
Shen Mu's eyes flickered, and he said doubtfully: "No worse than mine?
I am very strong.
" Libationer Bashan glared at him: "His Six Realms Divine Treasury is about to break through its wall, and I sensed that some fearsome power seems to lurk within him. You may not be able to beat him! Has this barbarian had some other fortuitous encounter?
It does not feel like a fortuitous encounter; it feels more like a ghost has taken possession of him. .
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Go see the emperor first; I will come find you afterward.
" Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu arrived at the palace, where they found the emperor and the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping, and beside them an ugly man whose face was covered in lumps, in the middle of examining the wounds of the two of them. Shen Mu walked in. Emperor Yanfeng raised his head and broke into a smile: "The Grand Master of the Palace has arrived. " The man whose face was all lumps looked toward Shen Mu and split his mouth wide, like a great toad turned spirit, his smile like a weeping: "Junior brother, is our venerable master well? " Shen Mu halted, putting out a hand to shield Ling Yuxiu: "Little Poison King?
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