When Mr. Fu saw Fu Shiyi, his eyes lit up, but before his laughter was opened, he stopped. Because Fu Shiyi looked mournful, he heard that his eighth uncle died with his eyes closed, his uncle Fu Zhifei died tragically, his uncle and his second uncle
Bo's dantian was destroyed, and the third uncle had not had much time to go, so Mr. Fu couldn't speak for a long time.
"Grandfather, uncle...I will find a way to find my uncle's ghost."
My uncle Fu Zhifei is the old man of Mr. Fu.
Nowadays, white-haired people give black-haired people.
Grief is not expressed in words.
Fu Shiyi held Mr. Fu's hand tightly. At this time, she couldn't remember more comfort. And she had more important things to say. After the old man calmed down slightly, she built an altar for the desolate treacherous people.
, The summoned Demon Lord was told together:
"Grandfather, we have to find a way to let the fifth sister hand over the news to Lan Yisi."
"Your fifth sister can't leave now."
Mr. Fu suppressed the pain of losing his son in his heart. The Demon Lord landed, which was related to the life and death of the Great Zhou. He said solemnly:
"Eleventh, please send a message to Lord Mo and ask him to come to our Hongling Mountain. It is of great importance, 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 Lord Mo, they just gave a simple salute. Fu Shiyi reproduced the image of the altar of the Yin tribe and also 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 they couldn't help but say strangely:
"Mr. Mo, is it because you, Lan Yisi, already known about it?"
"No."
Lord Mo shook his head:
"The desert is a place of exile in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was completely sealed 30,000 years ago, and it could not go in or out. If it weren't for your accidental appearance, Mr. Fu, that land would have been forgotten long ago.
Now the Lanyisi, the dynasty and the three major forces of the aristocratic family are repairing the teleportation array, but it seems that it will take more than ten years."
More than ten years.
The treacherous people built several altars.
Fu Shiyi thought of the blood pool of the vagina.
My heart is shiver:
"Sir, once the Demon Lord arrives, the Great Zhou will suffer from the sufferings. Can't this teleportation array be built with rushing speed?"
"Don't worry, once this matter is reported, it will speed up after the people of the three major forces have verified the authenticity of the audio-visual. However, this desert was originally a small world built by the Great Zhou in the void. It will take at least seven or eight years to get faster.
. Moreover, once the teleportation array is activated and after the Demon Lord arrives, it is equivalent to providing him with an additional gate to invade the Great Zhou.”
Obviously.
The small world of desert is not only one node that can lead to the big circumference.
"Miss Fu, you have made great contributions this time."
"Related rewards..."
Lord Mo looked at Fu Shiyi meaningfully.
Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mr. Fu, and was shocked.
They never expected that the desert was a small world, and no one could reach the Great Zhou Dynasty now. So how did Eleven know these, where the audio and video came from? It is obvious that Fu Eleven had a way to enter the desert
.
This matter.
Once known by the three major forces.
Even if it is rumored that the Fu family has a half-step god-transforming monk in charge, I am afraid that Fu Shiyi will not be able to be protected.
Mr. Fu's hand force suddenly became larger when he stroked his beards, and he still didn't know that the remaining beards were exhausted. He was so confused that he pushed Eleven into dire straits without considering it.