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    "Click!"

    The black token in his hand shattered like glass, Mozun's face paled slightly, and a frantic murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but under the murderous intent, there was also a little more fear.

    The life card controlling the puppet was broken, and the spiritual imprint left in the puppet was also forcibly erased. Although he couldn't feel too many things, he could understand what it meant.

    You know, in order to master the puppet technique, he has worked hard on his spiritual power. Apart from the national teacher in Ximo who is devoted to Buddha, the spiritual cultivation of others is far from his.  match.  However, even so, the spiritual imprint left in the puppet was still erased, so at least it means that even if it is a competition of spiritual power, the opponent definitely has the same strength as himself.

    And this person is probably square!

    Even though Fang Cun's strength has been overestimated again and again, at this moment, Mozun still felt a wave of heart palpitations!  He didn't feel too distressed about the deaths of those people, but such a failure made it hard for him to bear.

    His eyes fell to another direction in the city, and Mozun's eyes began to flicker vaguely. Apart from himself, there should be preparations there, right?  I just don't know, what kind of result is there?

    However, for so many years, Mozun knew this evil king who was also an enemy and friend very well. Since he failed on his side, he expected that there would be no results on the other side

    "Damn it, let others take the lead!"

    Although Fangcun is no longer there, the fluctuations left by the fierce battle around him cannot be concealed, and it is not difficult to feel the breath once you get here.

    "Yeah, I don't know who is the cheapest. It looks like this posture has killed many people." Although the wind and snow have covered most of the traces, the smell of blood hovering in the surrounding air is still clearly discernible.

    Reached out and grabbed a handful of snow, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and the middle-aged man sneered, "Be the first? Are you rushing to die?"

    "What are you talking about? There are so many of us, and Master Duanmu is in charge, are we afraid of anyone else?" As soon as the words came out, someone refuted them, their contemptuous tone full of sarcasm.

    "Who dares to come here, who is not prepared?" The middle-aged man said coldly back, ignoring his intentions at all, turned to Duanmu and said, "Sir, you must have felt it too? The current situation, I'm afraid  It's more complicated than we thought."

    In the midst of the wind and snow, there is not a single snowflake that can bully Duanmu within five meters. The black saber hangs casually on his waist, but the chilling meaning in it makes people feel a sense of terror from the bottom of his heart.  Chill.

    "Let's go back."

    Looking at the snow scattered in the sky, Duanmu's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't give any extra explanation, as if all of this couldn't make his heart feel a little turbulent.

    Duanmu was no worse than that middle-aged man. Although he didn't explain a single word, what he said was an order to others, and no one dared to disobey it.

    Silently following behind Duanmu, the middle-aged man vaguely understood. Perhaps, from the very beginning, Master Duanmu had already guessed the result, so he deliberately delayed the speed and missed this confrontation?

    If this is the case Doesn't it mean that even Mr. Duanmu has scruples or even fear of square inches?  !

    In this case, no one dared to say it, even if he had guessed it in his heart, he didn't dare to reveal it, but this guess became more and more clear definitely.

    In terms of strength, maybe he is not a great person, but he has a special ability, that is, he is familiar with various formations, and is extremely sensitive to breath. If not, this time, it will not be his turn  He followed Duanmu to this trip.

    Those who laughed at him would never know that in this area, at least hundreds of people died, all of whom were above the peak of the ground level, let alone that there was even the breath of blood coagulation formation here.

    What kind of courage and strength is it to fight against the blood coagulation formation with one's own strength?  This point, even if it were Mr. Duanmu, he would definitely not be able to do it, right?  Perhaps, this is why Master Duanmu is also scrupulous, or afraid?

    If all of this is true, then this trip to the Northern Territory will never be that simple, and even the outcome is still unknown.

    Deeply burying these in the depths of his mind, the middle-aged man stepped on the snow and followed Duanmu towards the direction of the Northern King City, even though his ears were still filled with various whispers of sarcasm and cursing, he never returned.  do?In Fang Cun's eyes, it really doesn't count as anything, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a person from two worlds.

    Even if Hongluan is like this, let alone the little girl, although she feels that it shouldn't be like this, but thinking of the huge gap between her identities, the little girl inevitably has no confidence, she just bit her lips nervously, and said  No words of rebuttal came out.

    "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes lightly beat horses, who is afraid? A cloud of mist and rain will make you live forever."

    "It's expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it's slightly cold, and the mountain top is slanting, but it greets you. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind or rain or sunshine when I go back."

    Almost at the same time, in the bamboo grove outside the house, there was a faint sound of reciting poems. It was as warm as jade, and it came from afar, but it was like clear spring water, refreshing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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