Spitfire glanced around the inn, which was surrounded by many officials. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of control, of course, is meaningless.

But as long as the people in the inn escape, then the crime will be confirmed.

This is the biggest role of the invisible cage.

Spitfire wasn't worried that it would be bad for him, but could give him a reason to rest in peace.

The big battle after these two days, Bi must be a bloody storm, different from the previous competition of manpower, it must be the martial arts masters of each family, fighting in the ring.

If nothing else, he must be the most likely to play.

There is also Gao Liancheng.

"It's also strange, why did Gao Liancheng disappear at this time?"

Of course, Feihuo knew that Gao Liancheng's motives were not pure, and this Gao Gongzi of the Western Regions was making small moves three times and twice.

Although it is best to spend it in peace, it does not mean that Gao Liancheng has given up.

Compared with the fierce enemy, the "own people" with evil intentions may be more difficult to deal with.

One is Gao Liancheng, and the other is Tang Beiyi.

are all characters that give Feihuo a lot of headaches, and, "Xiaomeng's magic mirror shows the catastrophe of Jiangdu, and this catastrophe, if nothing else, I am afraid it will be related to Tang Beiyi's 'remnant soldiers', but what kind of connection is it?"

Spitfire was worried, but didn't know what to do.

Xiaomeng's vision, there are too many things that have not been explained clearly, or in other words, even Xiaomeng doesn't know what kind of thing will become in the end.

"I only hope that the final result will not become the same as that illusion, then I will not forgive myself no matter what!"

Spitfire did not become "Xiaomeng". The determination to change the fate of another "oneself", his determination only exists now, and he must keep his own destiny firmly in my hands, so as not to regret it for the rest of his life.

But what he didn't know was that fate was already quietly changing unpredictably.

"I see, this Zhou Tian is fundamentally different from other Zhou Tian, no wonder Xiaomeng desperately wants to come!"

This giant bronze mirror, which resembles a constantly rotating mirror, can show all kinds of human beings corresponding to Zhou Tian, both past and present, but the only regret is that it cannot peek into the "future" based on the moment of the illusionary heavenly palace.

Although the Heavenly Palace was destroyed, the White King had the ability to "transform", and it was naturally not difficult to conjure up a palace, not to mention that he still had the magic weapon of the ancient gods in order to allow him to smoothly guard the realm of Zhou Tian.

Although he couldn't interfere for the time being, he found something interesting, "It's a Zhou Tian realm that transcends all Zhou Tian trajectories, such an interesting thing, Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, you disappeared like this, isn't it too boring?"

Bai Wang compared the trajectory of Zhou Tian that he knew, all of which were the ending of Spitfire being alone and all the people around him dying, such an ending has almost become a formula, but only within this Zhou Tian, there are some differences, and even the story trajectory has a different development.

Or to put it more thoroughly, this person in Zhou Tian is already a little too strong and outrageous, and he is no longer in the realm of mortals, and even has the strength to "peep into the sky".

The White King was both surprised and a little worried.

But this worry turned into an excitement.

"Since this Zhou Tian is so abnormal, does it mean that the previous common sense has become a fictitious one?" Bai Wang smiled gloomily, he couldn't directly interfere in the human world, but he could achieve the purpose of making fun by manipulating people's behavior.

He has always been very careful, in order to prevent Zhou Tian from collapsing, Energium did not go too far, Zhou Tian collapsed, which means that the manager is derelict in his duties, then his fate will not be better than Xiao Meng.

But the emergence of an unconstrained "Zhou Tian Realm" means that the White King can manipulate it at will.

And don't worry about the vicious circle.

"What else should I worry about in a place that is already bizarre?"

Now such an interesting place, he found it, of course, not just waiting.

"Young man, your fate, I have seen it a million times, every time, the final result is the same, but this time, there is a very interesting change, might as well let me have another good time!"

The White King said that, walked to the garden of the Illusory Heavenly Palace, and took out a handful of dirt in his hand.

"Nuwa created a man, after all, it is an ancient legend, but I can really pinch a person!" Bai Wang thought so, and then casually pinched out the appearance of a young girl.

A bold and cruel plan unfolds in the heart of the White King.

"Since no one can do things only by me, why don't I create one?"

But he couldn't see the girl's face clearly.

The White King has not yet figured out what identity he should use to enter the WTO.

"How about a trick of Li Dai Taozhuang?"

"So, who are you going to replace?"

The White King searched for someone related to Spitfire, and an unfamiliar face appeared in front of the White King.

"Isn't that good?"

The white king watched the small clay girl in his hand gradually transform into shape, and that face was also a rare stunning girl in the world.

The difference is that in the middle of the girl's forehead, there is a three-petaled fire lotus, which looks like a lotus blooming.

That girl, who was originally only the size of the white king's palm, had closed her eyes, had no mind, and naturally had no soul.

The White King gently twisted his fingers, and a drop of bright red blood dripped from the White King's fingers and melted into the girl's forehead.

As a result, the girl has a mind, but this mind can be controlled by the white king at will.

The white king gently let go again, and the little girl fell from the white king's hand and fell to the ground, and then her body gradually grew larger, and finally became the appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The girl was originally kneeling on the ground, and then with the White King's spell, she gradually opened her eyes.

There was no sparkle in the girl's eyes, and although the White King had given her spirit, she still had no soul of her own, just a wooden man like a marionette.

Of course, the White King didn't want a mere puppet, he needed a tool to manipulate.

"What's so difficult about this, that dead soul is still floating in Heavenly Mirror City, if I take it, wouldn't it be just right?" Seeing the girl in front of him, the White King smiled with satisfaction: "In this way, he will not be able to escape!"