“Tick…tick…tick…tick…tick…tick…”

Gradually, the people who were cut off became quiet.

An atmosphere of death and despair slowly rose from the ground...

The bottle was filled.

Although Si Feng in the distance and the hunchbacked wise man in the Moon-Swallowing Division did not see these scenes, the shrill screams made Si Feng feel a little uncomfortable.

Iwako excitedly picked up the porcelain bottle, pulled out a bone flute from it, and gently blew it.

This tune is sad and silly, with many changes. It is like a ghost cry, with a very strange and ethereal feeling; it is even more like countless souls lamenting on the quiet night.

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In Dingzhou Prefecture.

Huo Wang sat cross-legged on the bed, pinching a mysterious handprint with both hands, as if he was practicing.

But in fact, he was constantly wandering around the streets and alleys in Dingzhou Prefecture City with his spirit.

The peddler selling incense pieces on the roadside; the mother beating children in the neighborhood; the woman cursing the gambling husband; the sedan chair slowly passed through the noisy streets; the moisture in spring floated up, and the merchants built a shed in front of the shops to block water.

Busy, bustling, peaceful.

Huowen put all these things into his heart.

Suddenly, his spirit was frozen on a group of women.

It was the group of women who were uniformly dressed and had extremely beautiful figures that appeared outside the Ryukan.

Huo Wang's spirit circled around them for a few times, and then he wanted to get into the Liuguang Pavilion.

"when!"

Huo Wang felt like the bell tower ringing in his mind.

His spirit was actually blocked outside the Ryukan Pavilion, and he was immediately furious!

Why is it so unhappy this time?

I think he hoped that the young man would succeed. Although he was a humble man, he started a turbulent cause. However, since he drew his sword, he has never suffered another defeat.

In a very long time, he had a golden sword and an iron horse, and his soldiers were as fierce as dragons and tigers. He raised his sword and flags, carried a beacon, and the imperial city road was fought for half his life. Finally, he shared the world with the other four people.

But in less than half a month, there have been frequent changes, which made Huo Wang's state of mind a little loose.

Huo Wang opened his eyes and adjusted his breathing, quickly walked out of the extreme, and stabilized his mood.

"I want to cross the immortal bridge and attain the supreme immortal throne. This mind must not have any fluctuations!"

The same is probably true for those who can achieve the cause of dominance.

They never admit their mistakes, but they do not mean they never make mistakes.

The reason why you can be better than others is to know your mistakes and correct them.

Know your mistakes and correct them, but never admit them.

If the first two are the magic of emperors and overlords, then the last one is the way of sages.

The four words are easy to say, but few people in the world can do it.

Huo Wang stabilized his mind, concentrated his spirit at one point, and stabbed him again into the Liuguang Pavilion.

Who would have thought that this time it was not hindered?

While he was wondering and thinking, he saw Liu Ruiying fainting on the ground.

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In the Liuguang Pavilion.

The storyteller raised his eyes and glanced slightly into the air.
Chapter completed!