Chapter 892: Riot, self comfort

Remember [花香 居 www.kanshushenzhan.com] in one second, to provide you with wonderful novel reading. Emperor Fu opened the door to see the mountain and explained the intention.
"Who are you going to recruit?" Zulong was curious.
This person must be very important to her, otherwise she would not risk her life and tear the space back.
Emperor Fuyao said calmly, "His."
Zulong frowned for a second, then suddenly frowned, "Night Brother"
She was silent and admitted.
"Don't you already go out, why can't you find the Night Brother?" Zulong stared at her face, suddenly feeling anxious. "Night Brother, he ... is there something wrong?"
If not, how could she risk so much to come back for help
"Don't talk nonsense, I can stay in the dead continent for a short time." Di Fuyao said.
Zulong didn't dare to delay, and when the soul-calling maggot was about to come out, he began to summon the night god's primordial spirit.
The soul-calling streamer is full of light, but with the passage of time every minute and a second, the streamer gradually dims, and finally returns to the state of no light.
"What's going on" Zulong looked puzzled, "It's impossible to recruit."
Di Fu shook his frown and said, "Did he summon him before he could summon it?"
"It doesn't have to be settled before it can be summoned. If there is a little bit of his hard work, whether it is settled or not, he can also be called." Zulong said truthfully.
A painstaking effort
Di Fu shook his head and looked at his thumb, a faint heart line on the thumb was looming.
This is a ray of heart left by Ye Zhongyuan in the Tianshan Mountains.
The heart thread is related to each other, but in that month, she also tried to find him with the heart thread, and still found nothing.
There was a drop of pain in his heart line.
Immediately, she had the power to force a ray of heart around her little finger to show her original shape.
"Heart line" Zulong already knew this in his heart when he saw this, and he took it over and refining.
There was a touch of blood between a ray of heart, submerged in the soul-seeking spirit.
As a medium of summoning, even if the person being summoned is not settled, he can easily call his primordial god.
Zulong's stern face became more and more dignified, and finally he took a step back.
The soul-calling buzzer fell to the ground, gloomy.
"I couldn't find the Night God's Primordial!" Zulong was startled.
Di Fuyao's eyes full of expectation suddenly faded, as if it were dark at night.
"What happened to Brother Brothers and why I can't find him?" He looked at her in surprise.
Emperor Fu shook his pale lips with a radian, "If I knew what was wrong with him, would I come here to find you more?"
Zulong frowned. "Did he already ..."
The word of death had not yet come out, and an extremely sharp eye projected at him, like a warning, and more like a stubborn refusal to face the truth.
"He's just hiding from me." She looked down and smiled, more like comforting herself.
Zulong didn't know how to comfort her.
Although he didn't know what was happening outside, he faintly affirmed that he couldn't find the Night Brother's God with all his efforts.
"Are there any other ways?" Di Fuya raised his head suddenly, staring at him through Qiyi's eyes. "Are you and him not very good brothers? Are there other ways besides enchanting souls? Find him
"
Zulong shook his head helplessly.
Emperor Fu suddenly lost his soul.
The fruit of life is still in her portable space. She must find his person and give him the life of fruit.
But now, even Zhaoshenyuan cannot summon the spirits of Ye Zhongyuan, she dare not think about the worst aspect.
Zulong looked at her dumb, and suddenly felt that she was inexplicably distressed.
After all, Xiao Fuyao in his impression is a very strong little girl.
But now she looked as if she had lost her backbone, and her three souls were taken away.
One word to describe it is the walking dead.
"If you have a way to find him, please call me Yuanshen immediately." Di Fuyao handed another heart with her heart to Zulong's hand, turned and left the tomb.
After Zulong watched her leave, she looked down at the half-heart line thoughtfully.
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Space conversion, Bitian continent.
Southern Xuan Kingdom.
Ghost house in bamboo forest.
After Emperor Fuyao squeezed back from the cracks in the space, sweat was dripping from his body, as if he had just ended a war, and the whole man was extremely desperate.
When she was busy taking Tianlingdan, there was a sudden movement downstairs.
In the hall downstairs.
"It's a mess in the city, it's terrible," Yue Xianxian said, clutching her chest in dismay, "Fortunately, Uncle Black Raven was just here, otherwise I can't afford to die!"
The corner of the black crow's mouth is slightly drawn, who can hurt your little ancestor
Huo Er held the unknown Warcraft grilled legs, eating and wondering:
"In the past two days, there have been several Warcraft riots in Beijing. Now everyone is in danger. You don't want to go out at this time." Bai Ze said, glanced at the fragrant roasted legs in Huo'er's hands, and suddenly hesitated Asked: "Fire, where's the Warcraft Meat?"
Huo'er: "I caught it outside the bamboo forest."
He pointed and pointed to Houshan, "The deity has caught a few small things. You want to eat and take them."
Shirasawa helper.
There is this big brother in Huoer, who does n’t have a long-term look at Warcraft?
However, when he thought that even his own home had Warcraft criminals, he immediately got up and said with a serious face: "I always think that something bad will happen, no! The family guard at home cannot be weak!"
With that said, he hurriedly rushed to the bamboo forest, and began to strengthen the formation forces of the bamboo forest one by one.
Emperor Fuyao meditated in the room to practice, and as soon as Tianyan opened, they could hear their arguments downstairs.
At this time she did not take into account the abnormal changes in Beijing.
Rather, immerse yourself in cultivation.
The real tearing space from the Bitian continent to shuttle to the death continent, extremely detrimental to her cultivation.
She can only retreat.
When Emperor Fu Yao awoke from the entry, it was already four days later.
And at this time, the Warcraft tide riot has spread and is approaching the capital of Nanxuan Kingdom.
The Bamboo Forest Ghost House is located on the outskirts of Beijing. It was originally the most remote place. Because Di Fuya sprinkled a lot of divine soil in the bamboo forest, the surrounding land was stained with aura. Now this area is already a golden area. Many dignitaries.
Warcraft tide riots, the first place to trample on, is this area of ​​earth and gold.
When Di Fu shakes up, he just feels a thick killing air flowing in the air.
She opened her eyes and swept away immediately.
I saw all but the bamboo forest ghost house's own place, all collapsed to ash, full of scars.
Outside the bamboo forest, there were stubbles of Warcraft and humans everywhere, blood stained the ground, paving a long blood path.
This blood path piled with corpses stretched towards the gate of the city.
She said nothing, opened the window and jumped down.
At this time, only one Bai Ze in the bamboo forest was maintaining the formation.
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