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Chapter 1810 Undercurrent surging

On the other hand, when Fat Monk set up the formation today, Li Huaishui used the flag to anger Mrs. Li's wronged soul again, and completely wiped out the only trace of Qingming. All that was left was resentment. Now it was resentment, and his Taoism had increased a lot invisibly. Although the soul-retaining array could trap it, it was not an absolute solution. Now no one can tell how deep the resentment of Mrs. Li was or how high the Taoism was. I was afraid that if Mrs. Li broke free from the soul-retaining array. By then, it would definitely not be able to deal with this fat monk and these old Taoisms, and the people in the entire village would have life worries.

Even if I lose to Mr. Liu, I still have the ability to escape. But if I really encounter this situation, can I bear to watch all these people die?

Many times, Wu Feng was asking himself whether he was so cruel, and the final answer was no.

Since the teacher’s teachings have been to help him eliminate demons and protect his way and uphold justice. Some things have been deeply imprinted in his heart. No matter what happens, when the first thought comes to mind, it is his true intention. Wu Feng has always followed his true intention to do things, that is, he will definitely do it and will not care about other people’s opinions.

Today, Wu Feng always feels uneasy in his heart, and it is very strong. He always feels that something big will happen again tonight.

This feeling is generally very accurate. Many times before big events happen, Wu Feng had a premonition that as his cultivation deepened, the stronger this premonition became, which also means that his spiritual consciousness became very powerful.

The sky was dark and there was no trace of light. On the sky of Xisi Slope, there were dark clouds and undercurrents, as if it was nurturing a huge conspiracy.

Especially near Mrs. Li's house, the dark feeling is the most obvious, just like a drop of thick ink suddenly dripped from the already dirty water, and that drop of thick ink is the most obvious black dot in the sewage.

Old Mrs. Li’s house is like that thick ink, and the entire Xisi slope is filled with a basin of sewage.

I don't know when, Old Liu's head walked silently behind Wu Feng, looked towards the direction of Mrs. Li's house in Xisipo, as if he was talking to himself: I don't know what will happen tonight, staying here may be a wrong decision made by me, otherwise, I'll have already arrived in Shandong's territory at this moment.

The two of them stayed in the dilapidated temple for a while, and there was still about an hour before midnight, so the two of them were about to set off and sneak into the Xisi Slope.

Unknown to know what unexpected things would happen, Wu Feng brought all his magic weapons with him. He planned to leave the yellow-haired monkey to watch the horses here, but the yellow-haired monkey didn't want to stay here at all, and followed Wu Feng no matter how hard he was. Wu Feng thought that there would probably be no one coming to this terrifying Xisipo, and the horses could not be lost, so he had to take the yellow-haired monkey with him. Before leaving, Wu Feng warned the yellow-haired monkey that if he caused any trouble, he would definitely not be able to spare it.
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