After the anger passes, it is reality.

Regardless of whether there was a "illusion" warning from God, she could not let Ling Luoyu die easily.

Because she died, the people of the demon clan would definitely not give up.

Even if she didn't tell the story of that year and just let the wind out, saying that Ling Luoyu was poisoned by her, Mo Xuanchen would not spare her.

By then, there would be no way out.

While there is still a glimmer of hope, she must try it out.

"Ling Luoyu, I will save you as much as possible... But whether you can save you depends on your luck!"

After making up her mind, she drove around and headed west.

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"Bang"

Feng Chenglin hit his head against the iron wall and woke up instantly.

"Why did I nap?!"

Fatty Feng can no longer remember how long he has not slept.

He was looking for ways to leave the iron bucket and was fumbled through the gaps.

I don’t know how long I have been exploring, how many naps I have taken, and even how long it has passed.

Finding the mechanism was the only way for him to leave here, even if there was no hope, it would be better than the slimness.

Rubbing his eyes, he instinctively continued to touch the crack.

But this time, a sudden light of inspiration appeared in his head. He no longer groped in the cracks, but gently tapped the place where his head hit just now with his fingertips.

I don’t know what, the “dong” sound just now seemed a bit ethereal.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Fatty Feng kept beating around him until he saw a stick of incense, and then sat down with sweat.

"Sure enough, there is a problem!"

Although the sound sounded roughly the same during the knocking just now, if you think carefully and listen carefully, you can still hear the difference.

Where he knocked his head, the sound was a little hollow than around him.

After finding a center point for making a voice, Fatty Feng found the center of gravity and kicked it over.

"Dong!"

Suishan had already been prepared, but this time, the loud voice almost deafened his ears.

His bloodline surged, and he instantly spitted out a mouthful of blood.

"grass……"

People with lower cultivation levels can probably directly cleave blood vessels.

Wu Shengji's contempt also heard: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk... Why do you think you are so unbelievable?! Haven't I told you how to leave? But why are you just not listening?! Let me tell you, there is no other way to leave except the method I told you..."

"Fuck you..."

Feng Chenglin cursed and wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and sat down tiltedly.

If he fights with brute force, he probably won’t explode and he will hang up first!

Looking at the booklet, he gritted his teeth and finally opened the first page.

Forget it, give it a try!!

Looking for the above guidance, he began to guide the mysterious energy from his dantian and penetrated himself.

Wu Shengji outside moved his hand away from the iron bucket and finally picked a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You are still cognizable!! Let's go and have a drink first!"

A servant caught up with a flattering smile: "Brother, is this boy safe?!"

"It's safe!"

"How do you know?" The attendant turned suspiciously and looked behind him: "Through the big iron bucket, you seem to be able to see it..."

Wu Shengji smiled strangely and slapped the servant in the back of the head.

"What do you know? This thing is..."

As soon as he stopped, he glared at the servant with an upset look.

"Xiao Dongzi, you and me have been with you for several years, right?"
Chapter completed!