conversation, I quickly approached Zhao Ping'an: “Don’t resist. Bite your tongue and stay quiet for now. We can't afford to offend them at this time. When I find a way, I'll make you an official membe...Chapter 825

"You dare speak to me like that!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Zhao Ping'an's emotions suddenly erupted, his veins almost bursting. He snarled ferociously, "Even a tiger doesn't eat its own cubs, Nangong Lie! I previously only thought you were a selfish and petty man!"

"I didn't expect you to even go after your own daughter."

"Are you still a person"

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If it's not returned promptly, and the last few days are saved, it seems that we need to absorb all lifespan!

Nan Gong Rou has already borrowed a life once, she can't borrow it again!

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As long as there is no immortality, death is certain.

"I... I... I... I was the one who let her secretly take away the Fuhu Gourd. I didn't let her get away with it!"

"My Nanguang family cannot be extinguished..."

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Zhao Ping'an was irritable and interrupted, always feeling that the name sounded familiar. Then he suddenly remembered what Xu Luo, a disciple of Master Hai Gang Wen, had said before.

The gourd of Fu is Li Jiacheng's!

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He quickly raised his hand, calculating Nan Gonglie's lifespan to see if he was borrowing years.

I didn't know, but when I checked, I was shocked.

Nan Gong Li's lifespan is rapidly decreasing.

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"You, immediately gather all the members of the Nangong clan. Have them assemble in the courtyard and sit according to their age and rank, then cut their middle fingers and let the blood drip onto the ground."

"Put a grain of rice in the drop of blood, then bring a rooster to eat the rice."

"Go!"

"Blood in the >felt a strange unease being watched by Zhao Ping'an, like he was being stared down by death itself. He could feel imminent danger, but with so many guests present, if he backed down now, how would he...