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"Will!" Zhuang Yichen muttered as he walked down.

He didn't continue to wait for the fourth daughter and Sun Wuyan, because Xie Mingxiu and they had been gone for quite a long time.

He came to the side of the Nai He Bridge, with three layers of upper, middle and lower layers, with distinct colors.

"I am an ordinary person, good and evil have my own heart! Neither red nor black, only take the white road!" he smiled slightly, raised his feet and went up to the Nai He Bridge.

As soon as he got on the bridge, he realized that something was wrong, because the internal force around his body, including his soul power, was actually imprisoned by a mysterious force.

Except for the beating Dao species in the ancestral aperture and some inductions, he was no different from an ordinary person at this time.

However, when the bridge looked at it from a distance, it was estimated that it was only a dozen meters away, but at this time he walked a distance, let alone the other side, and he couldn't see it even in the bridge.

"This should be the power of the law! If it's just an illusion, it won't be able to create a barrier between me and the Dao Seed at all! But the power of this law is not complete, it seems that the ancient martial artist of this evil realm is a strong man who is close to being canonized!" Zhuang Yichen realized this.

"Okay, young man, give my wife a bowl of rice!" said an old woman in rags, who appeared out of nowhere, carrying a broken bowl with a missing corner.

Zhuang Yichen touched his body and found that not to mention the storage bag, he couldn't even open the official seal, so he had to sigh and said: "Old woman, I'm poorer than you! You still have a broken bowl, I have nothing!"

"Nonsense, you are dressed like a dog, and you are fooling my old woman without pulling out a hair! I'm going to eat you!" the old woman screamed, and suddenly turned into a ghost and swallowed Zhuang Yichen in one gulp.

Zhuang Yichen felt as if his body had been cut by a thousand knives, and his sharp teeth were biting at his flesh and skin, and his internal organs were full of internal organs.

Blood gushed out, and he felt very weak. But his consciousness was still awake.

Then he felt his life going on and on, in a strange space, and he didn't know how time was passing.

Until one day, he suddenly realized that he had no body, only his mind.

But every once in a while, I can always feel the pain of my body being torn into billions of pieces.

The pain is followed by a long period of emptiness and waiting, which is a more terrible thing than the body being torn into billions of pieces.

At first, Zhuang Yichen could still rely on memories and thoughts to pass the time, but after repeated repeats, he began to get bored.

It would be nice to be tired of the people who have taken a place in your life, if you don't know anyone.

So every time the pain of being torn apart came, he was always very happy, very happy.

Zhuang Yichen continued to sink, and even hoped that he would be unconscious and never consciously exist.

But he was still very sober, and even he didn't know what kind of state it was.

"If you can get out of such a situation, are you willing to do anything?" Suddenly, one day, a loud voice came, and Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but nodded.

Then he found himself standing there all of a sudden, and nothing had changed. The old woman was looking at him with a very strange gaze.

The old woman was holding a very beautiful woman in her hands, and her eyes were closed and she fell into a coma.

That's Xue Junlin! Zhuang Yichen can be very sure that this is not an illusion, but the real Senior Sister Yi Xuefeng.

"Kill her, and you will be liberated, and you will be at ease!" the old woman's voice was hoarse, but there was an unusual temptation.

Zhuang Yichen thought of the terrifying, indescribable feeling he had before, like a nightmare. The idea was to get rid of anything you want!

But at this time, facing Xue Junlin, he felt that he couldn't do it!

"Heart, heart!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly had a faint understanding, and leaned back and laughed wildly.

While laughing, he shed tears, and sang: "I am an ordinary person, good and evil have my heart!

There was a loud bang from the Dao Seed in the Ancestral Aperture, and he rose a few more positions towards the top of the Ancestral Aperture.

And Zhuang Yichen felt that his internal strength, soul power, and everything had returned to his body at this time.

The old woman looked at him quietly, and Xue Junlin's figure was gone.

"You're good, I'm waiting for you in Wangjiang Pavilion!" The old woman disappeared suddenly, Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and walked forward.

It didn't take long for him to see a pavilion. An old woman in the pavilion has kind eyebrows, and a green jade porcelain bowl exudes fragrance and aura.

"Drinking Meng Po soup is like a dream!" The old woman smiled and handed the green jade porcelain bowl to the person in front of her.

Zhuang Yichen recognized it as Wen Jinshi, who came with Fang Zisong and Xie Mingxiu. I saw that the man was confused, drank it all, and then walked out of the pavilion numbly, and walked under the bridge of the Nai River.

There was a bluestone on the side of the bridge, and Wen Jinshi went around it directly and walked straight ahead.

"What a powerful Meng Po soup!" Xie Mingxiu was outside the pavilion, and at this time he looked at Zhuang Yichen and sighed and said.

Fang Zisong was also on the side, and his expression was gloomy at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That bluestone is the Sansheng Stone, and it is rumored that after drinking Meng Po Soup, only the Sansheng Stone can make people sane!" Xie Mingxiu continued.

"Are you saying that the Sansheng Stone is the only antidote to Meng Po Tang!" Zhuang Yichen found that Xie Mingxiu seemed to be very familiar with the composition of hell.

"Yes! Only the love of the incomparably hot Three Lives and Three Worlds can unravel Meng Po Soup!" Xie Mingxiu nodded.

"Actually, there is another choice!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly and said.

"What choice?" Xie Mingxiu immediately asked, and at this time, Meng Po's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Kill her!" Zhuang Yichen's gaze fell on Meng Po! Of course, this is not the real Meng Po, according to the records, the real Meng Po is at least the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Xie Mingxiu's eyes suddenly flowed with a strange light, which was a complex emotion mixed with excitement and chagrin.

Whether or not this Meng Po can be killed, the answer is naturally yes! They all have Wenbao on them, it is really holy blood, and if they really want to let it out, the great Confucians will have to take a detour.

But after going all the way, I fell into inertial thinking, and went down step by step according to the route designed by the owner of this Wuru tomb.

It is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing to be obeying the rules set by others.

And the other party can jump out of this inertial thinking first, and this aspect is already stronger than himself.

"That's right, kill her!" Fang Zisong's eyes flashed with hatred, because Fang Cai's Jinshi belonged to their Fang family.

lost a genius-level jinshi for no reason, and it was not a small trouble after he went back. A Wenbao with a simple atmosphere suddenly appeared in Fang Zisong's hand, and the rest of the Jinshi also took out the Wenbao one after another.