After finishing all this, the master of the Palace of Killing lightly folded the two papers together.

The two paper figurines seem to be glued firmly together and cannot be separated.

"Close your eyes and concentrate on sensing. You can sense the soul of the Demon Eye in the Sea of ??Consciousness." After finishing speaking, Palace Mistress Zhisha asked curiously, "How do you feel about the Demon Eye now?"

Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a while, and said: "If I don't save the magic eye, I will be meaningless to live."

Princess Yinyao raised the trumpet: "Hey~"

She couldn't make an expression, otherwise she must be full of disgust now.

As long as it allows me to save the magic eye, I don't care about pulling the red thread, and I don't care about marriage. Zhang Yuanqing quickly adjusted his mentality, closed his eyes, and entered meditation.

The thoughts gradually calmed down, and the mood relaxed, like sitting under the old locust tree drinking tea and enjoying the evening breeze on a midsummer night.

He sensed it, sensed that a certain soul was in the sea of ??consciousness, but it seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier.

Visible, not touchable.

Zhang Yuanqing tried to spread his spiritual power and communicate with that soul:

"Evil Eye King? Evil Eye King"

The cool breeze is blowing, and the lush branches and leaves of the camphor tree are swaying and rustling in the wind.

Demon Eye Heavenly King fell into a deep sleep. He hadn't dreamed for many years, and actually dreamed of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun in the dream is obviously more interesting than in reality. In reality, he hasn't grown up yet and doesn't understand what he wants.

In the dream, they join hands to clean the world, sweep away all filth and ugliness, and crush all injustice and oppression. There will be no more power and fraud, no bullying, no selfishness, and no nepotism in the world.

The world has become a beautiful world, just like the world he swore in his heart facing the ruins when he was young.

Just when he shouted "This is my ideal world", he woke up from the dream.

The world is still ugly.

The night was dark, the evening wind was blowing from all directions, the vines shook slightly, and the magic eye slowly exhaled a foul breath, like a sigh.

"Yuanshi Tianzun."

For some reason, he suddenly missed this man very much.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King once wanted to take him back to the Bishop of Bing and personally train this like-minded talent, but now he has become a prisoner.

A while ago, he sensed the aura of the Marshal, and he knew that the King of Fear had come to Songhai.

But with the strength of fear, it is still a bit short of trying to rescue him from the siege of the Songhai branch and the marshal.

Now his only hope of escape is to enter the copy, but it will take time.

The dungeons of the master class only come once every few months, or even once a year.

One year later, I don't know how far Yuanshi Tianzun can grow.

"Evil Eye King, Evil Eye King"

At this time, a low whisper came in his mind. JrNovels.com