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Chapter 45 The Palace in History [2/4](2/3)

"How to sense?"

“That’s it…”

After a long time, Zixuan didn't come out like that, making her face bulge like a bun.

In the end, I couldn't think of an adjective, and the crazy little girl bit Lan Li's face.

Leaving a row of neat tooth marks...

"Hiss..... Let go, let go!"

"Oh, I thought of it!"

"Can you bite me... still inspire?"

"No... listen to me."

While talking, Zixuan fiddled with her fingers:

"Release your spiritual sense out and see how little it can fill the city."

Lan Li raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

The next second, the spiritual consciousness is released.

In a few seconds, his spiritual sense had already covered most of the "king city".

"Do you feel it?"

"What do you feel?"

"oops!"

It seemed that Lan Li's "stupid" was vented, and Zi Xuan gestured at him:

"It's...it's...it's the places that aren't stuffed yet!

After you come, all I can afford is the volume that has not been shrouded in your spiritual sense!"

I put this sentence into practice, it seemed to cost Xiao Nizi a lot of brain cells.

Lan Li was speechless.

Is this how it is calculated?

So, the tree he raised in his family could have a spiritual sense covering more than a thousand miles during its heyday?

Thinking of this, Renly shuddered.

Only at 44 points can his spiritual sense cover less than five hundred meters.

That... covers more than a thousand miles...

I made a big grass!

It must be that there is something wrong with the calculation method of Zixuan!

One thousand miles.

Five hundred thousand meters,

What concept?

Fifty thousand spiritual senses???

When Lan Li thought of this number, she felt that the sky had collapsed.

He just killed all the ghosts in the world. Can he get so much spiritual consciousness?

Have fun?

"Okay, okay, I won't ask you anymore, let's take a look."

He said this.

Lan Li felt that it was safer to turn around and ask the heretics' will.

Thinking like this in my heart.

Lan Li thought for a while, opened the system's vision, and glanced at Zixuan's head.

Then....

"Um?"

Why is the name of Zixuan dyed a little silver?

It looks a little purple...

‘System, it’s time for you to update the information!’

After complaining about his own useless system in his heart, Lan Li was pulled by Zixuan and he started walking around the palace group again.

......

"Here, Mingyue, have you seen the building with a collapsed roof?

There is a big stove inside...

Unfortunately, it's made of soil..."

......

"Mingyue, look at the half-deep collapsed over there. She said that it used to be an arsenal.

It was when it was captured, it was evacuated..."

......

"And that!"

......

"That..."

......

After being taken around by Zixuan.

Renli discovered.

Zixuan said yesterday is really right.

In the entire palace, the mouse can starve to death.

Not to mention gold and silver utensils, Renli has never seen anything that a normal person can move!

Except for her own small room.

The entire palace city is actually a blank shell.

I ran a lot.

It seems to be a little tired.

Zixuan pulled Lan Li and sat on the long stairs in the middle of the palace, and said to Lan Li with a depressed expression:

"I don't know where the people in this city went."

"Well...."

If the city is captured, do people still have to ask?

All right.

I guess I won't die so clean.

While talking, Lan Li wanted to comfort Zixuan.

But watch.

He discovered.

The steps in front of me seem familiar...

"Is this... that slide in Jiansanli?"

"Slide?"

Zixuan blinked: "What is that?"

"Well....."

No way?

Thinking of the plot of Jian San, and then thinking about the age of the previous saint...

It's not impossible...

Shaking his head, dispelling unreliable thoughts in his mind.

Lan Li turned around and saw Zixuan still looking at him.

Stand up with a smile.
To be continued...
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