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"": "He soon reached the foot of the mountain. Dai Tong's head was wedged in the fork of a crooked tree. It had evidently been flung into the air as it rolled down the mountain and become caught there.
Fourth Master Gray darted off his shoulder and swept past the head's eyes. The two eyeballs, still staring in death, vanished, leaving only hollow black sockets.
Something else occurred to Luo Bin.
All these Six-Arts Fangshi had extremely tough bodies.
Could a rock really have severed his head?
Or was Hexagram Speech Manifestation different from other forms of attack, mysteriously producing such an extraordinary result?
His thoughts did not slow his escape. Luo Bin continued striding forward, then broke into a run.
The night reached its darkest, quietest hour.
The full moon disappeared behind the clouds, and the stars vanished.
After reaching the village entrance, he quickly covered the remaining mile or so.
As he walked through the Mountain Pass, Luo Bin glanced at the sheer cliff towering beside him and felt chills wash over him. He truly had the feeling that the cliff could become a guillotine blade at any moment and cleave straight through him!
Fortunately, the danger passed without incident, and he made it all the way out of the Mountain Pass.
A car was actually parked beside the road.
Hu Xing, Miao Miao, Huang Ying, and Hu Jin stood beside it, all four looking deeply anxious and uneasy.
The moment they saw Luo Bin, delight lit up every face!
Miao Miao bounded over and looked Luo Bin up and down, inspecting him from every angle.
"There's so much blood... is it all someone else's?"
"You're not hurt, are you?"
"This is wonderful."
Hu Xing approached on his other side, biting her lower lip