"Take it and do what you want."

The white figure came to him, and for the first time, Lin Chuchu saw her whole picture clearly.

It was a girl with a bronze mask that seemed to cry but not cry and laugh.

Dressed in a white wide-sleeved dress, he came to her and stretched out his hand to her.

A somewhat tattered black bell appeared in front of her.

The empty eyes looked at the figure, and Lin Chuchu slowly stretched out his hand and took the black bell in the figure.

"Good luck."

Reaching out and touching the little girl, her hair was a little messy, and a legacy came into Lin Chuchu's mind like that.

This is just a girl's hand, and it is also a reminder of her past when she sees this little girl.

The girl turned to leave, and no longer paid attention to what Lin Chuchu would do next.

She has already helped if she can, and the next thing is for her to do herself.

With tears streaming from his empty eyes, Lin Chuchu held the black bell in both hands, looked at the white figure that had disappeared, and walked back to the village step by step.

"Yo, isn't that the sacrifice? How did she come back? ”

In the village, some ghosts looked at Lin Chuchu wantonly, like a tattered puppet of a bride.

"Don't have any bad ideas, she is the sacrifice of Lord Yunzhongjun."

At this moment, the kind-eyed old village chief also came over, knocked the ghost, and walked forward with a smile.

"Cut, what's it for?"

The ghost snorted disdainfully, but when he was warned, he didn't dare to be presumptuous again.

Looking at this village, which was like hell on earth, a flame began to burn in her heart.

As a primordial spirit body, the instinct that borrowed the aura of heaven and earth began to burn on its own.

Colourful flames then rose, and in an instant the entire village began to burn.

Angry wails, twisted roars, human beings or ghosts, half-humans, half-ghosts, or non-human and non-ghostly things, all enveloped in the flames.

The girl with a dead heart wanted to die in the flames, but the black bell sheltered her and survived the flames.

A tattered red wedding dress, lying in the ashes that had been burned by the flames, Lin Chuchu didn't know where to go at this time.

The white figure resurfaced in my mind, looking at the black bell with my hands folded and clenched tightly.

Lin Chuchu seemed to know what he had to do.

She wanted to follow in the footsteps of the figure and give the bell back to her.

Regarding the small village that has become a hell on earth, and the little girl named Lin Chuchu, the girl didn't pay attention to it at all.

This is just a small thing on her cultivation path, as for why she should give Lin Chuchu a chance?

I guess I saw my own shadow in her, right?

The girl thought as she hurried, she didn't need an answer, and she didn't need an answer.

After becoming a girl in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the next step is to prepare for the transformation of the dragon.

"It's time to go back..."

The Quadruple Polarization Dragon is the most critical step from mortal to immortal.

Cultivating the spine dragon, connecting the limbs and hundreds of remains, you can further ascend to the immortal platform, step on the immortal road, and the heavens and all the worlds are free.

If you take a step back, you will never recover, completely fall into dust, and dissipate in red dust.

And if you want to succeed in perfecting the dragon, the most important thing is to need the assistance of dragon qi.

And the heaviest place in the world is Zhongzhou.

The land of the Feathered Divine Dynasty.

The Feather God Dynasty, which occupies most of the territory of Zhongzhou, can be said to have the zodiac dragon qi of most of Zhongzhou.

If you want to transform the dragon in the most perfect way, plundering the zodiac dragon qi of the Feather God Dynasty, it is the path that the girl has to take.

An extremely difficult and dangerous road is also a challenge that the girl has set for herself.

has been on the run for so long, and the Eastern Wilderness has been displaced.

Finally becoming a monk in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, she no longer wanted to escape.

In this world, there is not a single righteous person who has been running away.

Becoming a monk in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the girl has initially possessed the power to control her own destiny.

She wanted to see how far she could go.

Just like the words that were said to the little girl Lin Chuchu, she should also do it, the thing she has always wanted to do.

Investigate the truth about my brother's death.

What happened in that secret realm?

The eyes of the flames were full of determination, and the girl set a new goal.

Return to Zhongzhou, plunder the zodiac dragon qi of the Feather God Dynasty, find the truth about his brother's death, and understand everything that happened in that secret realm.

Although goals and plans have been set, things always go beyond expectations.

The girl had just appeared in a city when she was attacked by a strange figure.

The sneak attacker turned into a little beggar on the side of the street, and took advantage of the moment when the girl passed by, and made a brazen attack.

The dagger that flashed with a ghostly light stabbed at the girl, and in the next instant, it was slashed by a sword.

Holding the dragon-patterned black-gold broken sword, the expressionless girl came to the assassin.

"Who are you?"

The girl looked at the assassin who kept vomiting blood, and did not stop, and slashed down with another sword.

The question in his mouth did not stop the girl's steps and movements in the slightest.

Caught off guard by the girl's behavior, the assassin held the dagger's arm and was directly cut off by the girl.

With a single swing of the sword, the Assassin's full mouth of teeth was directly slammed to the ground.

It directly solved the assassin's attempt to kill himself by biting the poison in his mouth.

The crowd around them had all run away screaming the moment the girl slashed off the assassin's arm.

The sound of trumpets also sounded in the city, and the guards surrounded them from all sides.

The girl didn't pay any attention to the soldiers, just quietly watched the assassin who had completely lost any ability to resist.

"Don't you speak yet?"

Ruthless, too ruthless, the soldiers who surrounded them, watching the girl's actions, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and they were already a little trembling.

Cold sweat kept flowing out, and even the weapon in his hand was a little unable to hold it.

What kind of inquiry is this, I didn't give the other party any chance to open my mouth at all.

Thinking so at the same time, the soldiers surrounding the girl looked at her and became more and more frightened.

At this time, a figure dressed in a gorgeous costume appeared, came out of the sky, and stood in front of the soldiers.

He is the guardian of the city, the heir of a family of holy places.

Looking at the girl in the bronze mask hanging from her waist, who seemed to cry but not cry and laugh, the person who came instantly recognized her identity.

Then there was a cold sweat that I couldn't help but break out.