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Old Kay's voice was very soft, and drops of blood trickled down her handsome face from the old woman Vivian's fangs.Jenny noticed that the perfect half of old woman Vivian's face was filled with pain. The old woman seemed to be slightly conscious but not fully awake.On the rough and concave arm, there emanated a fragrance that, to the old woman, was no different from temptation.Saliva dripped from her fangs, and Jenny silently watched as they maintained a tug-of-war position.However, in the end, old woman Vivian could not resist the temptation of flesh and blood. She fiercely bit old Kay's arm.As fresh blood flowed down, Jenny saw the old woman, with the shape of a willow tree, gradually regain her senses, tears streaming down her face.Throughout the ordeal, old Kay did not utter a cry of pain or resentment. It was evident that they were both suffering.Jenny's throat was dry, and her heart was filled with fear.Is this the state of demonization that old woman Vivian spoke of?W
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He absorbed the spirit stone quickly, and there were no demonic scales on his body. His condition gradually improved.Unlike old man Kay, she possessed a special ability. Now she finally understood the reason behind Nick's prolonged illness and the source of the magical energy within his body.Knowing the path to take was undoubtedly a cause for joy.The cold wind and snow whipped against Jenny and the elderly woman, Vivian, hitting their faces.Jenny felt an unusual warmth in her ears, but she refrained from touching them. She stood upright in front of Vivian, her back slightly bent, her eyes unwavering.She faced a formidable demon resembling a monstrous green willow, who had traversed a dark path, and declared once again, "I will not abandon Nick."Vivian's eyes narrowed slightly. Despite her elderly appearance, her light brown eyes remained beautiful and clear.The gentle old woman regarded the human standing before her, seemingly fragile and vulnerable, so much so that she could
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The old woman extended a willow branch to support her and spoke with a tone filled with surprise and relief, accompanied by a faint sigh, "Alright, I'll take the risk."Beads of sweat formed on Jenny's forehead. She mustered her strength to sit up halfway, her voice slightly hoarse as she asked, "... Vivian, is there a place where we can gather a large number of spirit stones?"Both her cultivation and the gray wolf's recovery required a significant amount of spirit stones.Old lady Vivian used a willow branch to support Jenny Martinez. She looked at Jenny's pale face and spoke softly, "I know a place, quite a distance from here, near the Dirk tribe."Old lady Vivian smiled, "We can talk about these things later, dear. You've exerted a lot of energy just now. Let me take you back to our home first, rest a little, and then we can bring you to your cave.""I..." Jenny instinctively wanted to refuse old lady Vivian, even though she had not been away from home for long, she felt that now
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