Main hall.

The stone gate on the far left suddenly lit up with a little aura.

Later.

The figure flashed.

Fu Zhihong walked out of the stone gate.

He raised his eyes warily and looked around, only to see that the hall was empty, with the exception of Miss Linggui sitting cross-legged in the corner. At this moment, Miss Linggui, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes.
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Fu Zhihong was a little panicked:

"Miss Lingqu, Shiyi, haven't they come out yet?"

The stone gate through which everyone enters front and back.

If he hadn't been injured, he would have left long ago.

But now more than two months have passed.

Is it eleven...

Think about this.

Fu Zhihong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his legs were weak, and he staggered and almost lost his balance. He stared closely at the girl, always calm and calm, but now his eyes were red:

"Miss Linggui, you have to say something! Where's the eleventh day? Isn't the eleventh day out yet?"

However, Miss Linggui looked behind him and saw that the aura of Shimen had faded away, but no one came out. She couldn't hide the disappointment on her face. She shook her head and said calmly: "So far, you are the only one.

Come out."

End of conversation.

The girl closed her eyes again.

Fu Zhihong muttered to himself, full of disbelief. He was suffering from severe loss of essence and blood. At this time, he was so hit that his eyes were starry and his face became increasingly pale and bloodless.

Suddenly.

He couldn't help but think of his relationship with his daughter. Of the three children, only this little daughter was with him. However, when he was in Jingzhou, he was busy making a living. After arriving in Mangzhou, in order to take root in Mangzhou, he knew that he had almost always been there.

He is squeezing his little daughter into supporting the clan members.

He always thinks about it.

Wait for the Fu family to take root in Mangzhou.

By then.

The clan can then feed the eleventh in return.

Especially.

After they return to their ancestral land, he will report to their superiors that all the credit for these achievements is 11%. If it were not 11%, they would not be able to return to their ancestral land. After returning to their ancestral land, he will inform the clan members that the resources of the clan must be given priority to 10%.

One use.

So.

This will make up for Eleven’s efforts over the years.

"How could this be so..."

In his consciousness.

Eleven can always turn danger into good fortune, and even if he cannot be defeated, he can still leave safely through the shuttle door.

"Yes, yes, Eleven must have left this place, it must be, it must be!"

As if convincing myself.

But Fu Zhihong still stared eagerly at the stone door on the right.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Miss Lingqun suddenly sighed quietly, patted the storage bag, and with a flash of sunlight, an incense stick lit up with a "pop" sound. He conveniently placed the incense stick in a corner and said coldly:

baimengshu.

"The Queen of Incense"

"If they haven't come out from the stone gate, the stone gate will be closed again for a hundred years, and the next time it opens will be a hundred years later."

Most of the incense stick was burned.

But.

The two stone doors still have no fluctuation at all.

Girl Lingquan also stood up from meditating. At this time, only a small section of the incense stick was left. Girl Lingquan looked at Fu Zhihong as if she were looking at a dead person, and was about to make a hand gesture with her right hand.

Suddenly.

A bright spiritual light suddenly lit up in the stone door on the right.

Later.

Several figures flashed out of the stone door.

Take a closer look.

It is Mr. Cheng and the Cheng twins, Ouyang Jun and the Ouyang triplets.

Fu Zhihong hurriedly looked behind them. Among them, Fu Shiyi was not seen. At this time, the aura of Shimen faded away little by little.

At this moment.

The stone door in the middle suddenly lit up.

A flash of inspiration.
Chapter completed!