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Dianmo felt a chill in his heart, and it took a while to turn around. Just like this, Wang Shi took his hand and stood up, his eyes were a little straight: "Brother, that"

"What's wrong with you kid?" Wang Shi also saw that he was a little famous, and approached him and asked in a low voice, "You don't still think about that Feng Qingling, right?" Leng Buding looked up at the ink expression, and sure enough, it was very wonderful as he expected, he couldn't hold back for a while, slapped him on the head, and said, "That kind of demon girl, don't worry about it! Follow the Holy Venerable well, what kind of beauty doesn't have it?" She has been scattered for so many years, what else do you want?"

"Soul scattered?" as if he didn't understand what the word meant, Dianmo read it word by word, and his eyes were full of tears at some point.

"Isn't it?!, there's not even a single foam left!" In fact, when he mentioned these Wang Shi, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Think what kind of character Feng Qingling is? Although he is crazy and unscrupulous, he is also a wonderful character in the end, but in the end, he ended up like this, which is also sad and lamentable.

Dianmo sat down in his chair, stupid, and couldn't say a word again.

Wang Shi looked at him like this, and guessed, didn't he still have some extravagant hopes all these years? He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: My stupid brother! That's a scattered soul! The master who didn't even have a bone residue left, where would he come back to life!

"Okay, don't be sad!" Wang Shi patted him on the shoulder across the table, and was frightened, and his heart was a lot clearer.

Dianmo thought in a daze, fortunately he came a hundred years later, knowing Leng Qianhan's ambitions, everything was still in time, as long as he left here, he told his sister everything he saw here, and his sister and Long Jun must have a way to turn the situation around. Thinking of this, my heart is a lot more settled. I also made up my mind that I must find a way to get out of here and hurry up with my sister.

Dianmo didn't say anything more. I was thinking in my heart, if I wanted to leave here, I would definitely have to pass the level of the Qilin Great Immortal.

After that, Wang Shi pulled Dianmo and asked some things about the altar, and Dianmo dealt with it carefully.

In this way, Dianmo lived in this space, waiting for the opportunity to leave here. It's just that he never thought that this wait would be a hundred years, and what he was waiting for was not only not a chance to leave here, but a big chaos that he couldn't bear.

In the past hundred years, under the pretext of going out to do things for the Holy Monarch, he has hidden from Wang Shi, found many places, many people, but failed, and Wang Shi has become more and more suspicious of some of his actions and rhetoric.

Another morning, he was ready to go out and try his luck. As soon as he walked out of the main hall, he was stopped by Wang Shi, saying that he couldn't go out today, and he wanted to introduce someone to him. He was unsociable and was about to refuse, but the boy in green shirt who stepped in at the main entrance made him hold back the words that came to his mouth.

This son is dressed as a scholar, and a folding fan in his hand is gentle and elegant in the February sky, looking at the past from a distance, like a harmless person and animals, full of poetry and books, and a teacher with clear eyes.

"Cold... Leng ......" Dianmo looked at the person who walked slowly and smiled, I don't know why, but I just felt cold all over, my tongue was knotted, and I couldn't even say a word.

"If it's cold, add more clothes!" Wang Shi still cares about this younger brother very much, listening to him say that it is cold, and then seeing how thin he is wearing, he randomly called the maid in the house to get him a coat.