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Turbid, chaotic, and troublesome, unable to see the past, present, and future...... The whole world, as if it had become a clueless mystery, could not see others, and lost itself.

There was only thunder, only rumbling thunder, stirring one after another.

With each sound, the world shook, as if it would fall and fall apart at any moment.

The spiritual platform is shattered, the consciousness is extinguished, and the body is dead.

No, it can't be like this......

A ray of spiritual light is stubbornly struggling to keep itself from being extinguished, and it is trying to use its faint brilliance to re-illuminate the world, expel the fierce thunder, and restore order.

But, I'm so tired!

I was so tired that I lost my strength, I didn't even bother to move my fingers, and I felt that something vital was being struck by thunder, pulled away, far away from me, and never to come back.

"I'm really unwilling to ......"

There was a voice in my heart that said quietly.

"Never be reconciled to ......"

As the mind struggled to surge, the spiritual light suddenly brightened by two points like a lamp with oil. When the light shines somewhere, it seems to dispel the dust that covers it, so that what is buried in it is revealed.

It's a one-page book.

"Haoran Silk Book".

This book had just been struck by lightning, and it was so badly damaged that it was almost shattered all at once. The pages were scattered, and the four chapters were scattered and suppressed in a corner.

Now, one of the pages of the book is pulled free from the shackles, the first page, the second page. Page 3...... The four pages of the book appear immediately after that, regrouped. It took the form of a book again.

Whoa!

The pages of the book are turned like flags waving in the wind. They exude a soft glow. Bravely fight the thunder.

This turn of events made the invading thunder furious, more and more furious, roaring, and about to tear the silk book apart with a loud noise.

......

"Huh?"

In the courtyard pavilion, Zhengyang Daoist felt Chen Sanlang's stubborn resistance, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised and annoyed: "It's really tenacious, what kind of strength can make you sustain ...... now?"

Previously, he developed a pig slaughter strategy. Plucking and peeling, a two-pronged approach to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

The so-called "plucking" is to send an urgent letter to Hu Weiwei to Jing County, kill Chen Sanlang's mother and others, and uproot the prototype of the foundation that Chen Sanlang had finally established on the side of the River Temple......

As for "peeling", it revolves around Xu Jun. Steward Mo's actions are just a superficial policy, and if it doesn't work, then the lurking killer will burst out. stabbed Xu Jun to death directly......

As long as there is no accident, after the two steps of "plucking and peeling", this fat pig will not die and will be greatly injured.

Will you be in the exam, and your fame will be added?

That's just a flashback.

Such strategies. The head of Zhengyang Dao can be described as a scheming and calculating, step by step, and he calculates Chen Sanlang clearly. Nothing is missing.

Zhizhu was in his hands, but he still encountered stubborn resistance. The inability to make a contribution with one blow really surprised the Taoist priest.

Don't. What went wrong with the first two steps?

If this is the case, it should be that Xu Jun's side has not implemented it......

The head of Zhengyang didn't think that the Jing County side would miss out, and a team of elite soldiers of Huweiwei would deal with some women and children and farmers, which was like killing chickens and ducks, and it didn't take much effort; moreover, the county government had also told them not to show their faces and interfere.

Then, there is only one explanation, that is, Xu Jun is not dead and is still with Chen Sanlang.

"Waste, not a single female streamer can't be killed!"

Zhengyang Dao's face is like frost, but at this time, there is no time to investigate, and it is the most important thing to solve Chen Sanlang in one go.

"Although this woman is not dead, she should also be injured, otherwise, Chen Sanlang's qi just now will not suddenly become chaotic, revealing flaws, and letting his family take advantage of the weakness to enter the ......"

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold up this breath!"

The Taoist priest's eyes showed a fierce light, his wrist shook rapidly, and in an instant, Jian Feng didn't know how many spells were engraved on the humanoid puppet, and the mana was continuously poured into it.

This is a desperate tactic.

......

Xu Jun was running desperately, she didn't lose her senses, she didn't go to the crowded streets, but went out of the city - Chang'an is the imperial capital after all, and she is guarded. If you encounter a soldier's armor, such a situation is seen by the other party, and it will definitely cause trouble.

She is not afraid of trouble, but she is afraid that after encountering trouble, Chen Sanlang will make matters worse and have no life.

After many turns and turns, when running into a dark alleyway, Xu Jun stopped, put Chen Sanlang down, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Fleeing all the way, Chen Sanlang has always been silent, as if he is dead.

But Xu Jun knew he was still alive.

Although his face was as pale as paper and his breath was weak, and although his closed lips were a little blue and black, he didn't say a word, but Xu Jun knew that he must still be fighting stubbornly and never gave up.

It's just that the struggle at that level is not something that Xu Jun can see and help. She could only hold the man in her arms, and her red lips were bloodshot from the bite of her silver teeth.

Bang!

The thunder in the sky sounded tightly, and electric snakes flew around, drawing a hideous trajectory. The clouds were overcast and slowly depressed.

There was an uproar, but it was a rain curtain that shrouded thousands of households.

Disheveled!

Encouraged by the thunder, something suddenly fluttered out of Chen Sanlang's arms. The old black, but the size of a palm, was a small flag. Look at its appearance, there are some signs of wornness on its face. If you throw it on the ground, others will see it and think it's a piece of rag.

However, it was a mysterious artifact, obtained from Wong Tai Sin's trophies. Chen Sanlang carried it on his body, and he had repeatedly studied it, but he didn't know the origin of the refining method, because he didn't know its origin. But at this time, the flag was actually launched without an owner, as if it was stimulated by thunder, so that it had some spirituality.

The flag came out, suddenly opened, and changed from the size of a palm to two feet square, which was a triangular flag.

The flag was spread horizontally, just above the heads of Chen Sanlang and Xu Jun, and the rain was not sprinkled.

At this moment, Xu Jun suddenly couldn't hear the deafening thunder. She originally thought that the thunder had stopped in the sky, but when she caught a glimpse of the electric snake, it was clear that the thunder was still roaring, but it was isolated and could not penetrate in.

Is it because of this flag that suddenly appeared?

Xu Jun was overjoyed in his heart, as if a drowning person suddenly grabbed a rope - he couldn't hear the thunder, so wouldn't Chen Sanlang be the same, and he wouldn't have to suffer any more attacks?

Syllable!

Only the next moment, the fluttering flag let out a wail, as if it had been hit the flag by something, and it was unbearable, and it was immediately beaten back to its original shape, and it was restored into a small flag, like a kite with a broken string falling to the ground. A crack in the flag was the latest to appear on it.

In an instant, wind and rain, thunder and lightning roared, and the two were once again exposed in the tyrannical world. (To be continued......)