Some people wonder, some people are frightened, some people are unbelievable.
They wonder that the ghost sacrifice method is about to take shape, and the rolling black fog has been visible to the naked eye and the royal family has not moved.
They are afraid that this point is going to happen …
What is hard to believe is the strength accumulated by the resentment and anger of these ordinary people …
No one knows that there is a dialogue in the palace.
As time went on, a sense of despair gradually rose in the crowd, and some people cursed angrily.
"Wang Fu won’t come out?"
"It’s a lie to say that you want to be the master for Wang!"
"Ha ha ha ….. I’m too naive to wait for royalty, aristocratic family, and high dharma pulse!"
"Kill it anyway, there is no way …"
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared, and the Confucian robe was towering like a torch into the sky.
Wang Fu’s eyes are full of sadness when he is down and out on weekdays. Looking at the scene before him, he sinks and says, "Heaven is always humane and often mourns the suffering of my tribe."
"Today, the old man will ask for a statement for you!"
After that, I adjusted my clothes and strode in the direction of the imperial city. Behind me, the dense crowd was silent and firm …
Chapter four hundred and one Tianjie ghost day emperor casting artifact
Everything has yin and yang, and it must be mutually restrained.
In this world, ordinary people are like ants, like dirt, and after 50, they will become old with qi and blood failure.
Mayfly-like ephemerality
But they are also the source of incense for the gods, gathering thousands of people and tens of thousands of people.
This power is intentionally suppressed.
A family law has magical powers. Every time the country collapses in troubled times, the Lebanese people are attached to life.
Second, people’s hearts are different, even if they are blood relatives in the neighborhood, they can become enemies of life and death. Who cares about the life and death of others?
This kind of power will not appear unless it is cornered.
Nowadays, the general trend has set off a changing humanitarian situation, and this force has been deliberately led out.
Shendu Tianjie is wide, and the snow and ice have not been cleared yet.
The busy and bustling scenery of the past has long since disappeared.
Street finch
On both sides of Fangshi Waitian Street, people are crowded with spectators. Their eyes are excited, uneasy and disdainful.
God and the people are used to changing situations.
Today, the house is falling down, and the elite of the aristocratic family became famous overnight. The royal family and nobles spent a lot of money … The ups and downs are just the game of the noble family.
This scene is the first time I have seen it.
"Come come …"
Whispering among the crowd caused a commotion.
Crowds of people appeared in the distant street.
Businessmen, common people, prostitutes, beggars, down-and-out Jianghu travelers … or in rags or shiny surfaces.
But with one exception, everyone cuts their ears and faces, their faces are bloody, and their eyes are determined to be like ghosts walking in the daytime.
The crowd is rolling, the black fog is rising and surging, with a dead force as if something is gestating …
In front of the crowd, Wang Fu, a Confucian robe with a high crown, strode with great dignity. A white mountain was burning like a torch pulling an unknown black cloud forward …
Everyone was silent, only their feet stepped on the snow.
The onlookers were silent and their eyes were complicated.
They found many acquaintances among them.
In the past, shopkeepers greeted with smiles, poor neighbors in Nuo Nuo, beggars begging for food and stinking beggars …
Now they have become a little strange.