She looked at each one in disbelief, and the more she looked, the darker her vision became.
All are blank All are blank There are only a few characters on one sheet, which she scribbled casually.
They are not his characters at all.
Mufeng looked at the cold sweat on her forehead, took a step forward, and said worriedly: "Lord Holy Lord, please take a rest.
You must have been in the forbidden area for too long, and you have some hallucinations."
Such a living person actually disappears after saying that he is gone.
In other people's mouth, it is still an illusion.
And this man was once Di Fuyi's most loyal subordinate.
What the hell is Di Fuyi doing?
Emperor Fuyi Emperor Fuyi This name rolled through her heart like boiling oil.
How could these people forget such an outstanding and powerful person?
She felt like she had fallen into a huge nightmare, the kind that she couldn't wake up from.
There was a roar in her head, and her heart sank again and again, as if she was about to sink into a bottomless cold abyss.
She suddenly grabbed Mu Feng's collar: "You come with me."
Without waiting for Mu Feng to speak, he teleported directly to Di Fuyi's study.
There are countless letters written by Di Fuyi himself.
They are all unique and unique.
They are also the Holy Master's techniques and strategies that Di Fuyi wants to pass on to her.
It is impossible for Di Fuyi to destroy all those things, right?
Gu Xijiu had come in Di Fuyi's study countless times.
Di Fuyi often taught her some knowledge in this place.
And her favorite thing to do at that time was to sit unceremoniously on his lap, in his arms, smell the good smell on his body, and listen to him talk about the techniques.
The chair he usually sits on is still there, and there is a stack of books on the table with writing on them.
Gu Xijiu almost rushed over and pulled out a book.
Her eyes were a little blurry, but she quickly flipped through it and found that it was full of words.
"Mu Feng, look, he wrote this.
These are all written by him."
She tried her best to be calm, but her voice was trembling.
Mufeng looked at the book in her hand and paused: "Master Shengzun, didn't you order us to copy these books?"
What The book in Gu Xijiu's hand almost fell to the ground She took a breath and rubbed her eyes.
After a closer look, she found that the font on it was indeed not Di Fuyi's font, but Mu Feng's.
She took out a few more books in disbelief, and it turned out that the fonts in these books were all written by Mu Feng Sishi.
There is not a single copy from Di Fuyi.
She staggered and sat directly on the chair.
The sour and hot air in her chest rushed up, making her eyes hurt.
His hands and feet were weak, and his mind was blank.
His whole body seemed to have fallen into hell, and his eyesight went black.
She wanted to climb up, but the hand holding her never appeared again.
Emperor Fuyi Emperor Fuyi He left her He doesn't want her anymore that dream is real He became a feather But there are still six days until the date, so why is it advanced?
The herbs she went through so much trouble to collect are useless.
How can this be?
Is this another trick of Di Fuyi?
He was afraid that she would be sad in her last days and didn't want her to face his emergence, so he hid it.
Her eyes were like fire and fell on Mu Feng: "He is hiding, right?
You tell him that I have picked medicine for him.
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