Chapter 804 Rise

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Patriarch Li first mourned the 40,000 souls who died in the Fu family, and then got to the point: "Mr. Fu, your granddaughter Shiyi saved my grandson twice in the secret realm. This great kindness will be remembered by our Li family. In the heart.”

"Three months later, it will be time to redistribute Mangzhou's resources."

"so"

"Mr. Fu, your Fu family should try your best to find ways to promote your family to a higher level."

"Truthfully tell the truth"

"The great chaos of the Great Zhou Dynasty is coming. During the war, the casual cultivators will be sent to the front line first, followed by the low-level monk families. The higher the level of your Fu family, the more powerful you will be during this time of chaos. Able to avoid risks and survive.”

"certainly."

"If you need help from our Li family when you advance, we will be obliged to do so."

"With that said, let's take our leave first!"

Patriarch Li handed Mr. Fu a jade communication talisman. Without waiting for Mr. Fu to express his gratitude, he led his clan members, controlled the crane, and left the Bailing Mountains.

Fu Shiyi looked at their retreating figures.

Then he looked at the jade messenger in the old man's hand.

Whispering in a low voice:

"This Li family seems to be a grateful person who repays his kindness."

In the secret realm.

She saved more than just Li Changfeng of the Li family.

At that time, they all swore that they would repay the favor if they revealed the secret realm, but now only the Li family truly remembers this favor.

After Fu Shiyi confirmed that the rest of the aristocratic families had left the Bailing Mountains, he, the old man, and his sixth sister Mo Lan re-deployed a fourth-order fairy formation in the Bailing Mountains. After everything was found, Fu Shiyi opened the door of the colorful pagoda and let the tribesmen out.

People who have lost their loved ones.

Out of the tower gate.

Seeing the remains of dead relatives.

I held back tears for a long time.

Finally I couldn't hold it in any longer.

"My son, it was your father who failed to protect you. You are only three years old. My poor son..."

"Mother, my son is unfilial. I promised you that your old man would enjoy his old age in peace, but you didn't even have time to see your son get married..."

"Qian'er, don't worry. We will definitely meet our daughter again in the next life. I will definitely let her grow up safely and happily. Qian'er, it's because my husband is incompetent and I can't keep you safe. I want her to be safe and happy." husband.........."

"Woooooooo~"

The entire Bailing Mountain.

Suddenly the cry was loud.

Fu Shiyi's right hand, hidden in his sleeve, was tightly clenched into a fist. This is the biggest disaster that the family has encountered since she was born. If it were not for the help of the Star God and the temple, the Fu family would have been completely destroyed.

"Lei family!"

"I will make them pay a heavy price!!"

All monks with spiritual roots in the Fu family had the same idea as Fu Shiyi at this moment. They all consciously lined up in front of the bombed land of 40,000 clan members, bowed their heads in silence.

The cohesion of the Fu family.

Because of this incident, it has become even more solid!

Even.

Brother Sixteen, who had been laughing all the time, now gave up on the brewing business that he had always wanted to do, and only wanted to improve his strength and avenge the dead tribesmen.

at the same time.

Increase strength.

Protect the surviving tribesmen!

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"Buzz!"

Fu Shiyi's sea of ​​consciousness space.

The temple under the dry well.

It was like I suddenly sensed something.

Instantly.

The divine light shines brightly.

Meiya, who was sitting in front of the statue, suddenly stood up, looked up at the statue, and a look of ecstasy flashed across her face:

"The idol...the idol has begun to condense its facial features!"

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The underworld of the bandits is located behind the temple.

The bandit Chang Liang, who was sharpening the knife on the whetstone, suddenly stopped moving. He looked deeply at the bright and generous temple, with a strong look of fear in his eyes, and at the same time, there was a faint expectation:

"Fu family..."

"Can it really rise again?!"