The Dark Gods will.

"This crown ......"

Feng Buqi hesitated.

Hu Jinglei sat on the side with a depressed expression, his sad mood was still immersed in the blood-colored sunset, listening to his strange words, he was so numb that he didn't react at all.

Instead, the ghost by the window asked lightly, "How is the crown?" Is it fake? ”

"It's not fake, but it's still a little different from what I imagined."

Feng Buqi couldn't tell where the difference was, so he could only hide his worries.

Otherwise, according to the temper of the devil, he will definitely be whipped over.

He was busy with the crown business, but he was not in the mood to be beaten.

"It's not fake, it's going to be refined, time is running out, do you want to give them enough time to prepare?"

The ghost's tone and posture were sad, but there was no anxiety in the words.

If it weren't for that ghostly and terrifying face, his posture would have been graceful.

"Yes." The phoenix does not cut the right color road.

"My lord—"

Outside, someone came.

"Say." The ghost was sad and moved slightly.

"The remnant master said that the soul pool is ready, and the adult's path to advancement can begin."

The man was confused, and he didn't know what the path to advancement meant.

The ghost nodded expressionlessly and disappeared into the room.

"Appeal ......"

Hu Jinglei breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Buqi sneered: "Hehe, don't pretend? ”

He is not the only one who is afraid of ghosts, but who is not afraid of the people he has come into contact with?

Hu Jinglei was beaten no less than him.

"I didn't pretend." Hu Jinglei's face was cold.

It is true that I don't want to be beaten by ghosts for no reason, and the sorrow of the whole clan being wiped out is also real.

He looked at Feng Bu coldly.

The gaze wandered between him and the crown.

"It was my father who killed your entire clan, and it has nothing to do with me. You want to grab the crown, here you go, do you know how to use it? ”

Feng Bu arrogantly handed the crown to Hu Jinglei.

The face mocked, "Rubbish! ”

How could Hu Jinglei take it, he only knew that the crown could gather Yuan Force, and Feng Bu seemed to have other uses.

"What's so proud, now you're not like me, you've become a loner?" He replied sarcastically.

Feng Bu's hand stiffened slightly, glanced at him coldly, withdrew the crown and sat aside to study.

……

The sky of Fengguo will change when it is said.

The sky was still clear, but now it was dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the scene seemed like the end of the world.

Thundered!

Heavy rain was pouring down.

Moon Allure frowned, looking at the realm of the Dark God Society.

"Do you feel it too?"

She stroked the little white tiger in her arms.

The little white tiger blinked his eyes wide and looked at the dark place with fear.

The fluctuation of soul power over there is very strange, as if this weather change is due to that place.

Emperor Bu was alone behind her, and said lightly: "Feng Guo Fang has been slaughtered, and the soul of the dead is difficult to disperse for a while. Some people have learned this evil method from nowhere, and they actually use their remnant souls to practice. ”

Moon Allure probably knew, so he stopped cultivating the Soul Correction Technique.

She had a way to fight for that soul power, but she couldn't digest it, and she might be entangled by the remnant soul, so it wouldn't be appropriate.

"It's probably ghostly." She said lightly.

Emperor Bugu said: "This name is not very good." ”

He is called a ghost owl, but the other party is called a ghost and worried?

Looking for death?

The corners of Yue Chengcheng's mouth twitched and glanced at him, and his gaze swept out of the window again.

Then, she saw Hua Yan and Qin Chuan Gongzi holding an umbrella together, sheltering from the rain under a tree halfway up the mountain.

The picture is quite harmonious.

Yueqicheng subconsciously said: "In thunderstorm weather, sheltering under the tree is a taboo." ”

Emperor Bugu: "......??? ”