Well, it was banned. Today is the third update, and this is the first update.

There will be a second update at 6 pm and a third update at 9 pm. Above.

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People often have many strange feelings, such as if they encounter something one day, they subconsciously feel that the scene seems familiar, whether it is a dream or a past experience. For example, if you suddenly encounter something, you feel extremely familiar and close, but you just can't remember what it is for.

From the moment Wuzhiqi showed up the Juntianhuan, Xuan Ji fell into such a wonderful feeling and couldn't extricate herself. She seemed to have forgotten everything around her, and could only stare at it, and tried all her mind to recall where she had seen it. Until he showed up the Cehai hook again, the feeling became stronger and stronger.

It's really familiar! It's not superficial familiarity, but the familiarity that goes deep into the innermost layer of the soul and connects her flesh and blood! It's like a long time, I finally found something familiarity.

Many pictures seemed to appear in front of her eyes, blurry and many sounds. A voice seemed to be sticking to her ear and whispered: "Switch it, it's really ugly. How about being a glazed beauty?"

She turned her head and wanted to hear it more clearly. Suddenly, Wuzhiqi shouted loudly, and the Juntian ring in her hand cracked into pieces with a "crack". She seemed to be hit hard by something in her heart, and the crisp sound of shattering buzzed in her ears, and then all the sounds stopped. Her body seemed to suddenly fall into an abyss, falling, falling...

Yu Sifeng hugged her body and called her a few times. She didn't react at all. Her eyes were closed, as if she was fainting. He was in a mess. He suddenly picked her up in the waist and turned around and said sternly: "I don't care about the disputes in the heaven! Now please collect the blood mist immediately! Let us go!"

Zhuque was so angry that he was yelling at him. He was the first to blame the blood mist, so he had to pursed his lips and let his left hand move in the air. Large clusters of blood-red mist began to squirm. Looking close to it, the wriggling mist was like a squirming mass of flesh and blood, which was really disgusting and ferocious.

Wuzhiqi still had an indifferent look, as if he hadn't broken a famous artifact just now, but just accidentally broke a porcelain bowl. He said with a smile: "Don't blame this stupid bird. This blood mist is inseparable from him, and it can be regarded as a barrier and isolate it from the outside world. This man likes to pretend, and likes to put the fog in an atmosphere wherever he goes, just like farting. He is actually just a fool!"

Zhuque hurt many people because of the blood mist, and felt very uncomfortable. After being sarcastic by him, he didn't even say anything. His wrist slightly turned, and the blood-red mist gradually faded, and finally turned into pure white. His whole figure was also wrapped in the white mist, and his shadow was slim.

"Money! Wait, the serious crime of damaging the artifact will be clear to you sooner or later!" He said viciously in the fog. Then, the fog slowly faded away, and the purple fox's legs became weak and he couldn't help but sit down. Suddenly, everything around him returned to its original state. The bustling inn, the upper half of the cut by Cehai hook was settled back, and the reception was seamless, and the messy tables and chairs became orderly. The disciples of Lizegong who were lying on the ground and moaned constantly were standing in the inn with a blank expression, with clean bodies and no injuries at all. The people corroded by the blood mist seemed to have turned into ashes as the fog disappeared - everything turned into the way before the Suzaku came. The streets were sunny and pedestrians were bustling with people. No one looked at the inn, as if nothing had happened.

Many strange screams suddenly broke out in the inn, but they were from the guests and shopkeepers who were trapped inside and could not get out. Seeing that everything was back to normal, they no longer dared to stay in the inn, and ran out in a panic. It was important to escape. The remaining disciples of Lize Palace felt as if they were a different life. They watched each other in a daze for a long time, and no one could speak.

Wuzhiqi coughed twice, knocked his fingers on the table, and said with a smile: "Your deputy palace master has been arrested, are you still not leaving? Are you leaving for me to kill?"

Then they buzzed and dispersed in panic. Yu Sifeng shouted from behind, "Wait! Are you going to go back to Lize Palace?" The disciples nodded silently, and Yu Sifeng said again, "I'm back, how do you explain it?" Everyone was silent. Juntianhuan was broken, and the deputy palace master was such a person... Lize Palace existed for Juntianhuan. It was broken. Is their existence meaningful? How to explain this to the great palace master?

"Go back together." Yu Sifeng said in a deep voice, "The Great Palace Master is now framed by the Deputy Palace Master, and his life and death are uncertain. I will go back with you to deal with this matter."

As Twelve Feathers, everyone in Lizegong was in awe of him. Now it was the time when there was no leader in the group of dragons and a pot of porridge. He spoke with a very powerful effect. The disciples nodded and agreed. Yu Sifeng turned around and placed Xuan Ji gently on the chair, stroked her face lightly, and said lightly: "Zihu, Wuzhiqi. Brother Liu and Xuan Ji will ask you to take care of you. I will go to Lizegong and come back soon."

Wuzhiqi was about to speak, but suddenly looked up alertly and whispered: "Shut up! No! There is still something!" As soon as the words finished, everyone heard someone sneering in the air, vaguely like a woman's voice. Wuzhiqi jumped up suddenly, picked up the Cehai hook and was about to hook it up. Zihu said anxiously: "No! The inn has been hooked again, but there is no Zhuque to protect it!"

His movements stopped suddenly and hesitated for a moment. In this moment, a blue claw the size of a human hand suddenly appeared out of thin air. The claw hook was sharp and covered with green scales. The claws were as fast as lightning and sucked on Liu Yihuan's forehead. Even though he was dizzy, he exclaimed in pain. His whole body jumped up, and blood shot out from his forehead.

The sky eye on his forehead was actually snatched out by the claws!

Wuzhiqi stretched his body and jumped three or four feet, his five fingers were like claws, and he grabbed the green claws, not preventing it from disappearing suddenly in front of him, leaving only a few drops of Liu Yihuan's blood on his face. Wuzhiqi suddenly heard the wind behind his ears, and subconsciously blocked it with his hand. The back of his hand felt severely painful, as if he was injured by some sharp weapon. The pain made him tremble, and he turned over and jumped down. Looking back, another green claw slowly disappeared in the air!

His hands were covered in blood, and the wound was half a foot long, and the bones could be seen deep. Wuzhiqi was angry and shouted and scolded: "Fuck your mother! Is it the stinky girl Qinglong?! Why are you ugly girl scratching with claws? Be careful that I will chop up all your claws!"

A cold female voice came from the air: "The Emperor of Heaven has an order to take back the magical artifact, the Eye of Heaven. The mission is completed, I am back!" The implication is that he does not take his provocation seriously at all. Wuzhiqi's face turned blue, but when he is in the inn, he cannot wave the sea hook randomly, so that everyone in the town will be hooked to death. He is so angry that he only beats innocent tables and chairs. He will beat the tables and chairs in the hall into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Liu Yihuan's face was pale and covered in blood. His energy was as bright as a frizz. He seemed to be in vain. Yu Sifeng hurriedly took out the medicine powder and sprinkled it on the wound on his forehead. However, too much bleeding, and the blood gushed out like endlessly. He rushed out as much as the medicine powder was sprinkled. He was so anxious that he felt like he was burning inside and shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother!" While pressing the wound with his hand, a hot look in his eyes.

Wuzhiqi squatted down and looked at him with a serious expression, touched his chin and sighed, "Oh, it was me who was neglected! This Qinglong is the one who likes the most elusive one. His forehead was bleeding before, and it must be her. I didn't expect it!" Seeing Yu Sifeng's face pale, tears shaking in his eyes, he forced himself to not fall down, and he felt sorry for him. Suddenly he remembered something, turned around and groped on the ground to search.

Zihu walked over quietly and whispered: "What are you doing? Think of a solution quickly! I'm still having fun at this time?"

Wuzhiqi ignored her and touched the ground for a long time, picking up something one by one, and finally put it in front of Yu Sifeng in his pocket. "Here, don't cry. Look for something to wrap some of these fragments on him. The blood should stop after a while." He grabbed the things in his pocket and stuffed them into Yu Sifeng's hand.

They were some jade-white fragments, neither gold nor jade. I don’t know what material they were. They were the Juntian Ring that was crushed by Wuzhiqi before. When the artifact was formed, it still emitted light, and it lost that light when it broke. However, those fragments were pinched in Yu Sifeng’s hands, and they still contained unknown power. At that moment, he felt that the demonic power in his body was surging countless times more than before.

Yu Sifeng was slightly shocked and did not dare to delay. She pulled off her sleeves and wrapped the fragments, and put them in Liu Yihuan's arms. Sure enough, after a while, the wound on his forehead stopped bleeding, and his face was not as ugly as before. The skin that had been dug out of the sky eye showed a deep blood hole, which looked very ferocious.

He sprinkled some medicine powder on it and wrapped his head tightly with a bandage. Liu Yihuan moaned slightly in his ears and said intermittently: "I... die?" Yu Sifeng whispered: "Brother, you are not dead, you are just injured. Lying down and don't move, you will be cured soon."

Liu Yihuan said lightly: "The sky eyes...the sky eyes are gone...is it?"

Yu Sifeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Wuzhiqi frowned and said, "It's all good to save his life! What's the matter with the heavenly eyes! You're not even able to do evil power, do you still want to fight with the heavenly realm?"

Liu Yihuan whispered: "No... it's gone, it's okay. My heart knot is that I can't let go... what does her next life have to do with me?"
Chapter completed!