As if he hadn't heard me at all, Liangyuan picked up the coin and threw it into the air again. When the coin landed, it was literal.

With relief, I sincerely said to my good relatives, "You see, heaven is doomed not to kill me, let me go?"

He stared at the coin, sighed, waved, and whispered, "You go, I don't want to see you. Don't let me find a chance to kill you. If it's outside of Daoism, you're dead.

If I were granted an amnesty, I opened the door and fled, my heart still pounding. Even if I went back to the house, I couldn't respond.

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