Feng Zhaoyuan's heart was shocked, and he stopped and said in horror: "What do you mean?"

"If Baekko was just an ordinary woman, how could Shimaga send so many wizards to deal with her? The red candle in her hand had already dripped out a faint smoke, and approached Shimaga little by little. In just a few dozen seconds, the smoke would have a secret effect. In my opinion, it might be a Japanese secret technique. Otherwise, she could turn on the light directly, so why bother to light a candle? As long as you wait for a moment, you don't have to hand over your soul and you can get out of trouble safely."

Feng Zhaoyuan stood there for a while, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "No matter what, if I promise, I will never go back on my word."

"Do you want to be a hero?"

I was also silent for a long time, and a strange voice slowly rang out: "I won your soul like this, and I will not win."

"You, what did you say?"

Feng Zhaohara was both surprised and happy, and could not believe what the other party said.

"Send it to you first."

A strange voice said, "Your soul will be sent to you first."

"Ha ha!"

Feng Zhaoyuan shouted excitedly: "Old monster, are you telling the truth! Next time, my soul will not be so easy to hand it over to you!"

"Before this, I have to figure out one thing."

"What's up?"

"Do you remember how we came back from the alien space? I have been thinking during this period that things follow a 'circle', what about my encounter with you?"

The strange voice seemed gloomy and weird: "If our encounter was the end of a circle, then where was the starting point? Why did I just attach myself to you? There must be a reason, there must be a reason!"

Feng Zhaoyuan was confused and shook her head, and couldn't help but think of Baekson again.

There is silence around, the sky is extremely light blue, the dawn breeze caresses the trees, and the stone road is filled with mottled dawn.

The paper lantern at the entrance of Biko Teahouse swayed gently in the distance.

The thousand-year-old white fox demon thought silently. Since the Northern Song Dynasty, it has been sealed in ancient paintings and has been wandering in the hands of countless people. Why did it happen to be possessed in Feng Zhaoyuan's body?

Is it just because Feng Keye's assassination of Feng Zhaohara?

The cycle of cause and effect, the cycle of reincarnation of the heavenly way, is definitely not that simple. There must be a deeper relationship between it and the wind shiningyuan!

A circle hiding the mystery of fate!
Chapter completed!