monk family

Chapter 811 The Lost Small World
Mangzhou
Colorful pagoda.

Fu Shishi pushed open the door of the secret room.

As soon as she saw it, she saw the old man who was protecting her.

"Eleventh, is things going well in Jingzhou?"

When Mr. Fu saw Fu Shishi, his eyes lit up, but before his smile spread, he froze.Because of the mournful expression on Fu Shiyi's face, when he heard that the eighth uncle died with regret, the younger uncle Fu Zhifei died tragically, the dantian of the uncle and the second uncle were destroyed, and the third uncle was also numbered, Mr. Fu was speechless for a long time.

"Grandfather, uncle...I will find a way to find uncle's ghost."

Uncle Fu Zhifei can be regarded as the old man of Mr. Fu.

Now the white-haired people send the black-haired people.

The grief cannot be expressed in words.

Fu Shiyi held Mr. Fu's hand tightly. At this time, she couldn't think of more comfort, and she had more important things to say. After the old man calmed down a little, she set up an altar for the desolate man. , together with the summoned Demon Lord:
"Grandfather, we have to find a way to get Fifth Sister to pass the news to Lan Yisi."

"Your fifth sister can't leave now."

Mr. Fu suppressed the pain of losing his son to the bottom of his heart. The demon king's landing was a matter of Da Zhou's life and death. He said solemnly:
"Eleventh, you send a message talisman to Mr. Mo and ask him to come to our Hongling Mountain. The matter is very important, so let him come quickly."

"Yes, grandfather."

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Half an hour.

A sword rainbow fell on Hongling Mountain.

On the mountain mausoleum, Fu Shiyi and Mr. Fu had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Mr. Mo, they just saluted briefly. Fu Shiyi reproduced the image of the altar of the Yin Tribe and relayed the words of the great witch of the Yin Tribe. After reading and listening, people were not as surprised as Mr. Fu imagined, and couldn't help but wonder:

"Master Mo, could it be that your Lanyi Division already knew about it?"

"Never."

Master Mo shook his head:
"The desert is a place of exile in Dazhou. It was completely sealed off 3 years ago, and you can't get in or get out. If you didn't appear by accident, Mr. Fu, that piece of land would have been forgotten long ago. Now the three major forces of Lanyi Division, Dynasty and Aristocratic Family are repairing the teleportation array, but it seems that it will take more than ten years."

Over ten years.

The indeterminate person built several more altars.

Fu Shiyi thought of the blood pool in the Yin tribe.

My hair straightened in my heart:

"My lord, once the demon king descends, Da Zhou will surely be devastated. Can't this teleportation array be built quickly?"

"Don't worry, once this matter is reported, the speed will be accelerated after the people of the three major forces verify the authenticity of the audio and video, but this desert was originally a small world built by Da Zhou in the void, and it will take at least seven or eight years .Moreover, once the teleportation array is activated, after the Demon Lord arrives, it is equivalent to providing him with an extra door to invade the Great Zhou."

Obviously.

There is not only one node in the small world of the desert that can lead to the Great Zhou.

"Miss Fu, you have made a great contribution this time."

"Related rewards."

Lord Mo looked at Fu Shiyi meaningfully.

Fu Shiyi froze for a moment, then exchanged glances with Mr. Fu, startled.

They never imagined that the desert was a small world, and no one in Dazhou could reach it now. How did Eleven know this? Where did the audio and video come from? It is obvious that Fu Eleven has a way to enter the desert .

About it.

Once known by the three major forces.

Even if it was rumored that the Fu family had a half-step god-turning cultivator sitting in charge, Fu Shiyi might not be able to keep Fu Shiyi.

Mr. Fu's hand stroked his beard suddenly became stronger, and he used up the few remaining beards without realizing it.Blame him for being in a turmoil, without thinking carefully, and pushing Shi Yi into dire straits.

(End of this chapter)