", in the palace of the ancient cemetery, the scene of Hua Maguai's whole body melting into hot wax immediately flashed in his mind, as the saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, I will be afraid of the well rope for ten years." Seeing that he was on the cliff of a deep valley, he only wanted to dodge the cloud of blood-red dust, but he slammed his foot up the rock wall, and he didn't let go of the centipede hanging on the mountain ladder in his hand. He even left the rock wall with the ladder. It was too late, it was already suspended in the air, and with a sudden sound, it fell straight into the depths of the clouds. … Continue readingChapter Fourteen