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966. Strange (8)

After the black shadow finished speaking, Feng Xinglang lowered his head regretfully. He just thought everything would be better. But not everything in the world would follow his expectations.

"What's the way to enter the demon world?"

“No, either.”

"We can only wait for her to die!"

"You can look at the prophecy on the image address, maybe there is any way."

Then, when the wind and waves came out, he took out the pictures stored on the side. When his fingers touched the words, every scene about Yuwen Luoshuang suddenly appeared in his mind. When he was in the Yuwen Mansion

The first time I saw her, and then her indifferent look, everything seemed to be something that had just happened recently, but it had been several years apart.

Looking at Feng Xinglang's lost eyes, the black shadow shook his head helplessly, but he didn't say anything after all. He had no good method for Yuwen Luoshuang's incident. Even if he had it, it might not be necessary.

All of this can be considered a disaster in her life.

At this time, a strange picture suddenly appeared on the address of the picture, and these were places they had never been to. There were still large areas of Manzhushahua, but that place did not belong to the riverside of Wangchuan.

A white figure appeared in the fiery red place. Just as they wanted to see it carefully, the picture suddenly changed to another place, that is, the imperial city. What shocked them was that they watched

When they arrived, a figure jumped off the palace wall, but they didn't see the figure very carefully.

With a click, all the pictures stopped still, and then they dissipated with a gust of clouds, as if they had never appeared before.

"That place?"

"It's the Abyssinian Hell."

When the black shadow's words fell, the entire camp suddenly became loose. At this time, the black shadow also stood alertly on the side of Yuwen Luoshuang's sleeping soft couch, worried that something would happen.

At this time, Feng Xinglang leaned lazily behind the chair. Seeing that no one appeared in the tent, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

As Feng Xinglang finished speaking, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of them, but he did not move the rest, but just poured his whole body over the chair behind him, which seemed to have life.

Moved under him like that.

"Why are you so haggard after a long time?"

"You burned all the Manjushahua, don't you worry about my life and death?"

"I know you don't know what you don't know. Only you can control the world again."

After saying that, the Demon King looked at Yuwen Luoshuang who was sleeping in front of him with charming eyes, and then put his robe on his body.

The whole scene now looks extremely weird.

Feng Xinglang sent a newly promoted teacup next to him with spiritual power to the demon king, and the demon king just lowered his eyebrows slightly and held the cup of tea firmly in his hands.

"Those Manzhushahua were originally all things in the Demon Realm. I didn't like it, so I burned them all."

"You know that these can save her life."

"Hmph, I would rather destroy all the things I can't get."
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