The girl in ancient clothes quietly watched the time flowing in the river scene, and slowly played the ancient monument.

When she saw the woman in the picture die and the man was heartbroken, her expression slowly surged into sadness.

Over the years, she has seen too many separations of life and death in the world.

She saw the lives of countless people from these obsessive souls.

But no matter how much she saw, she did not take it lightly or became indifferent. Instead, she missed those innocent feelings more and more.

Most of the souls in Youdu are obsessed with them, and most of the people who come to Youdu are obsessed with them.

And when she first built Youdu, she was also obsessed with it.

She saw the period of time after the woman died in the picture. She sighed and murmured:

"Xie Bi'an...why are you doing this?"

I want to ask where to find the dead in the world.

The river water scene gradually stopped, the rustling sound stopped, and the river surface became quiet again.

The girl stood up with her skirt and stepped barefoot into the water. The next moment, her body turned into a clear pool of river water, falling into the river and disappeared.

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Dawn.

Xiling Inn.

Xiling Inn is the name of all inns for living people to protect themselves at night.

In the southeastern area of ​​Youdu, in the first Xiling Inn, not far from the city, Zhao Wujiang woke up from a shallow sleep after fighting for a night.

That night, his demonic aura became more and more vast, and his cultivation level increased a lot.

It's just pitiful, my waist has not yet had a good rest.

This is probably his life. In order not to let the demonic energy dry up and temporarily collapse, he had to continue to strengthen the demonic energy.

What's more, he needs more demonic energy to use the magical arts of the God Demon Sect.

Even the magical powers of the gods and demons that he can now act as a killer weapon need demonic energy.

This also led to the increasing importance of using Yin Qi to strengthen the demonic Qi.

Zhao Wujiang quietly enjoyed the white porridge at Xiling Inn, and his mood was peaceful.

According to his footwork, he could cross the entire Youdu City in less than five days, stepping outside the Youdu City, and find the teleportation spiritual array, span the continent, and go directly to Tianbao City, the southern region of the Divine Water.

He can go to the Renzong.

The white porridge at Xiling Inn tastes very beautiful, fresh but not light, heat flows into the abdomen, and body and mind are comfortable.

Also drinking the porridge were Xie Bi'an and Xie Chensu, as well as scholar Dong Ning and Xie Bi'an's disciple Ye Qianchun.

Zhao Wujiang was curious and asked the waiter how this porridge was made.

The waiter stammered for a long time before he said that this porridge was not made of ordinary coarse grains, nor was it the spiritual food in the world of cultivation, but the ghosts who died completely and safely.

It is not killed by people in the practice, but died peacefully.

When the ghost in Youdu let go of his obsession and let himself go, his soul will disappear from the world.

The porridge at Xiling Inn is made of these ghosts' obsessions and remaining souls.

It makes people think about it, unwilling to forget it, and the obsession that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and soul, is made into porridge, which is naturally delicious.

Xie Bi'an's face did not change his color, and he directly held a big bowl and drank the porridge in big mouthfuls.

Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly and drank slowly. Now that things have come to this, eat porridge first.

The girl Xie Chensu retching and muttered grievance:

"Dad, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The scholar Dong Ning had a thin rope hanging around his neck and a picture scroll tied to the rope. He was a little absent-minded and didn't hear what the waiter said, just drank the porridge sips.

Ye Qianchun, who had a strong and handsome body, put down the bowl and said gently to Xie Chensu:

"Junior sister, if you can't drink it, please help you drink it."

The girl Xie Chensu nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Although the porridge is delicious, the girl feels a little uncomfortable when she learns the raw materials she makes.

After taking the last sip of porridge, Xie Bi'an looked at Zhao Wujiang with a deep voice:

"Brother Well, I want to ask you for a favor."

Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, took a sip of porridge, and smiled:

"Brother Xie, but it's okay. As long as I'm within my ability, I will never refuse."

Xie Bi'an's expression was solemn, and the pupils in his eyes were swallowed by the darkness for a moment, which looked particularly strange:
Chapter completed!