Having received the Divine Calculator's promise, Chen Nan finally smiled, "Ah, brother, rest assured, how could I leave you alone?"
The Divine Calculator forced a smile, "Naturally, the two of us must cooperate fully."
However, both were inwardly cursing each other as sly old foxes.
After a day of fleeing, both the Divine Calculator and Chen Nan were exhausted, but they dared not stop.
Because Duobao or that paper talisman woman could come back at any time.
"Sigh, this thing is really troublesome."
Chen Nan placed the Seventy-two Star Constellation Sword Formation in his palm, quite distressed.
It held Duobao's Divine Sense and the mark left by the paper talisman woman, which he couldn't remove. Having it on him was like being a lighthouse in the dark.
No matter where he went, he would be found.
Finding a powerful cultivator for help was no easy task, so Chen Nan looked at the Divine Calculator in front of him.
