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Chapter 117: The Record of the Spirit King(2/2)

"So fast?"

Looking at the black-armored guards outside, Chen Changming's first thought was that he was going to fight again.

But when I thought about it again, I felt something was wrong.

After all, it had only been a few days since his last fight, and there was still some distance before the seven-day deadline.

There is no reason that it should be his turn again so soon.

"follow me."

In front, under Chen Changming's surprised gaze, the leading black-armored guard spoke, and a hoarse voice came from him.

"Someone wants to see you."

"Can talk, not a puppet?"

Chen Changming took a deep look at the man, said nothing, and got up honestly.

In front of him, the man in black armor opened the chain of the door, released Chen Changming from inside, and then took him away from the place.

Following the black-armored guards, Chen Changming moved forward and soon arrived at another place.

The familiar inheritance hall once again appeared before our eyes.

This is the place where the Ling Sect passed down the Secret Code of the Spirit King. It was here that Chen Changming received the inheritance of the Secret Code of the Spirit King, thus embarking on the road of no return.

And now, he is back again.

The guard in front of him kept turning corners, and finally led Chen Changming slowly to a small room.

In the familiar room, Xia Qi stood there quietly in a black robe.

Next to him, there was an old man wearing a golden robe. He looked very majestic and had a temperament that was different from ordinary people.

Chen Changming glanced at that person, and then his eyes slowly focused on Xia Qi.

Compared to the completely unfamiliar old man beside him, he was more familiar with Xia Qi in front of him.

After entering this room, Chen Changming felt a sense of threat rising in his heart, coming from the old man in front of him, which made him become cautious.

"You came."

Xia Qi turned around and looked at Chen Changming, his face looking quite gentle: "How do you feel?"

This question was a bit confusing, but Chen Changming naturally knew what the other party was asking.

"Thanks to Deacon Tosha, things are going well for now."

He answered honestly.

"Well, judging from your situation, it's not bad."

Xia Qi smiled: "After eating the soul twice, not only did I not go crazy, I even looked like this and was not affected at all."

"Not bad, very good."

"I have already sent someone to explain."

Looking at Chen Changming, he said calmly: "From now on, your soul-eating ceremony will be postponed, and it will only be your turn for more than half a month."

"Thank you, Butler."

Chen Changming looked at Xia Qi in surprise. Although he was a little confused, he still said thank you.

No matter how you say it, this is good news.

The longer the interval between fights is, the more the Spirit King's power will be devoured, and accordingly there will be a lot more buffering time.

The probability of going crazy will be greatly reduced.
Chapter completed!
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