I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the Book of Life and Death seems to be thicker than before.

Zhang Mingtu looked carefully and found that he was right. The book of life and death was indeed thicker than before, and it had one more page than before.

The various top skills and energy from the future given by the future brother are still recorded on it, but there is an extra piece of paper on top of all the pages. There are very few things recorded on this piece of paper.

There is only one name, Wang Shanchang, and there is a brief portrait next to the name.

Zhang Mingtu glanced at it, and naturally a bunch of information flowed into his heart.

Wang Shanchang, a native of Wangjia Village, Jiujiang County, Jiangnan West Road, Daxia, died in 809 Daxia...

It is now the land of Wangjia Village, covering a one-mile radius of Wangjia Village.

The information is very brief, but the main information is fully marked.

Zhang Mingtu was shocked when he saw it.

"It seems that my previous guess was correct. Perhaps it was my previous actions of creating the underworld and setting up the underworld that made the Book of Life and Death more complete."

Zhang Mingtu was shocked.

A different kind of emotion rolled through my heart, and there was a rare joy.

And inside his body, without anyone being able to detect it, the transformation of his skills was even more subtle.

What started as a trickle became like the earth was shattering. The blood flowed crazily in the body, like a rushing river, and the bones also made the sound of a pipa, as if they were about to burst.

At Zhang Mingtu's shoulder, Xiaoqing stared at his hazy sleepy eyes, rubbed his big watery eyes with one paw, and purred dissatisfied.

He was angry at Zhang Mingtu for disturbing his sleep, but for a moment, the pair of hazy sleepy eyes widened slightly, because in the area where it stood, there was a crack in the skin.

Scarlet blood flowed down the broken hole.
Chapter completed!