After the anger has passed, it is reality.

Regardless of whether or not the heavens warned this "illusion", she couldn't let Ling Luoyu die easily.

Because she is dead, the people of the demon clan will definitely not give up.

Even if he didn't tell what happened back then, he just let out the wind and said that Ling Luoyu was poisoned by her, Mo Xuanchen would not spare her.

At that point, there is really no way back.

While there was still a glimmer of life, she had to give it a try.

"Ling Luoyu, I'll save you as much as I can...... But whether or not it can save you depends on your creation! ”

With her mind set up, she turned around and headed west.

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"Bang"

Feng Chenglin slammed his head against the iron wall and woke up in an instant.

"Why am I napping?!"

The fat man can't remember how long he hasn't slept.

He's been looking for a way to get out of the bucket, he's been groping for the cracks.

I don't know how long I've been fumbling, I don't know how many naps I've had, and I don't even know how long it's been.

Finding the mechanism was the only way for him to get out of here, even if there was no hope, it was better than slim.

Rubbing his eyes, he instinctively continued to follow the crack.

Only this time, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his head, and instead of groping for the crack, he gently tapped his fingertips on the place where his head had just hit.

I don't know what, the "knock" sound just now seems to be a bit ethereal.

"Knock knock!"

The fat man continued to knock around, until he saw a stick of incense, and then sat down sweating.

"Sure enough, there is a problem!"

Although the sound sounds are roughly the same in the tapping just now, if you listen carefully, you can still hear the difference.

Where he kowtowed, the voice was slightly hollower than the surroundings.

Finding a central point of sound, the fat man found his center of gravity and kicked it over.

"Boom!"

Sui Rang had been prepared for a long time, but this time, the loud voice almost deafened his ears.

His veins surged, and he instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"......"

People who cultivate to a lower level are estimated to be able to directly crack the blood vessels.

Wu Shengji's voice of disdain also came into his ears: "Tut-tut...... You say you're a person, why don't you trust people so much?! Didn't I already tell you how to leave? But why don't you listen?! Let me tell you, there is no other way to leave than the one I told you......"

"Fuck your uncle......"

Feng Chenglin scolded angrily and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and sat down crookedly.

If he fights with brute force again, it is estimated that the iron bucket will not explode, and he will hang up first!

Looking at the pamphlet, he gritted his teeth and finally opened the first page.

Forget it, try it!!

Searching for the guidance from above, he began to guide the Xuan Qi from the dantian, running through himself.

Wu Shengji, who was outside, removed his hand from the iron bucket, and finally picked up a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You know each other!! Let's go drink first! ”

An attendant caught up with a flattering smile: "Big brother, this kid is alive?!" ”

"Ansheng!"

"How do you know?!" The attendant turned his head suspiciously and looked behind him: "Through that big iron bucket, you seem to be able to see ......."

Wu Shengji smiled weirdly and slapped the back of the attendant's head.

"You know what, this thing is ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he glared at the attendant with an unhappy look.

"Xiao Dongzi, you have been with me for several years, right?!"