"As long as you have political achievements, it doesn't matter whether you stand or kneel, it doesn't matter."

"hehe……"

Jiang Jun smiled, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Then under the dim light, Laifu noticed tears in the corners of his young master's eyes.

"Come on, take me to meet them for a while."

After a long while, Jiang Jun said.

He still didn't believe that he couldn't get out of this ubiquitous prison.

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(Asking a question, should I focus on writing the Dao-Devil fight between Hongjun and Luo Hu first, or should I intersperse it back and forth? If you have any good suggestions, please leave a message, thank you.

In addition, after the transformation, Luo Hu and young Hongjun looked like humans, but at this time they had no concept of humans and were regarded as innate Tao bodies.

The illusion is the image obtained by Luo Hu's continuous weakening in order to control the young Hongjun.

It may be a little awkward, but the expression of this story is familiar to everyone, and it is for better enlightenment.

If you feel uncomfortable with it, please forgive me and I will reduce the role⊙﹏⊙)
Chapter completed!