God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1148 Retribution Unhappy (1)

Dark God will.

"This crown..."

Feng Buzhan showed hesitation.

Hu Jinglei sat aside with a dejected expression, his sad emotions still immersed in the blood-colored sunset. Hearing his strange words, he was so numb that he didn't react at all.

On the other hand, Gui Jianchou by the window asked calmly: "How about the crown? Is it fake?"

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

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

Otherwise, according to Gui Jianchou's temper, he will definitely be whipped.

He was busy with the crown, but he was not in the mood for a beating.

"If it's not fake, it will be refined quickly. Time is running out. Can we give them enough time to prepare?"

Gui Jianchou's tone and posture, but there is no anxiety in the words.

If it weren't for that ghostly and frightening face, his posture could be called elegant.

"Yes." Feng Buzhan said seriously.

"grown ups--"

Outside, someone came to report.

"Say." Gui Jianchou paused slightly.

"The Residual Lord said that the soul pool has been prepared, and the path of advancement for adults can begin."

The man spoke in a daze, mainly because he didn't know what the path of advancement referred to.

Gui Jianshou nodded expressionlessly and disappeared into the room.

"Call..."

Hu Jinglei breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Buzhan sneered: "Hehe, stop pretending?"

He is not the only one who is afraid of ghosts and sorrows, who is not afraid of people who have come into contact with him?

Hu Jinglei was beaten no less than him.

"I didn't pretend." Hu Jinglei looked cold.

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

He looked at Feng Buzhan coldly.

Eyes wandered between him and the crown.

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

Feng Buzhan arrogantly handed the crown to Hu Jinglei.

With a mocking face, "Trash!"

How could Hu Jinglei pick it up? He only knows that the crown can gather energy, but Feng Buzhan seems to have other uses.

"What are you proud of? Now you're just like me, a loner?" He sarcastically replied.

Feng Buzhan's hands were slightly stiff, he gave him a cold look, took back the crown and sat aside to study.

……

The sky in Feng Kingdom changes as soon as it is said.

The sky was still clear just now, but now it is covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the scene seems to be the end of the world.

Rumble!

It rained heavily.

Yue Qingcheng frowned, looking at the territory of the Dark God Society.

"Did you feel it too?"

She caressed the little white tiger in her arms.

The little white tiger blinked his big eyes, and looked towards the dark place fearfully.

The fluctuation of soul power over there is very strange, it seems that this change in weather is all because of that place.

Di Bugu stood behind her, and said calmly: "Feng Kingdom has experienced massacres, and the souls of the dead are hard to disperse for a while. Someone learned this evil method from nowhere, and used the remnants of their souls to practice."

Yue Qingcheng probably knew about it, so she stopped practicing Soul Correction Art.

She has a way to fight for that soul power, but she can't digest it, and she might be entangled by the remnant soul, so that's not appropriate.

"It's probably a ghost." She said lightly.

Di Bugu said: "This name is not very good."

He is called Gui Xiao, but the other party is called Gui Jianchou?

Courting death?

The corner of Yue Qingcheng's mouth twitched and glanced at him, and then his eyes swept out of the window again.

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

That picture is quite harmonious.

Yue Qingcheng subconsciously said: "In thunderstorm weather, sheltering from the rain under a tree is a taboo."

Di Bugu: "...???"

(End of this chapter)