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1743. Out of the Clock【8】

Huo Xuan's words blocked the Qingyan Demon Lord, swallowed all the words he prepared into his stomach. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times: "You..."

The Qingyan Demon Lord waved his hand randomly: "Forget it, forget it, I won't bother with you."

Huo Xuan glared at him with contempt: "Then why don't you tell the topic quickly."

The Qingyan Demon Lord was choked for a long time and felt a little tight. After a while, he recovered and said, "You have been watching for so long, haven't you seen anything familiar on this Donghuang Bell?"

"Familiar?" Huo Xuan looked carefully for a while and shook his head: "I didn't see it."

Huo Xuan's cultivation is not as good as that of the Qingyan Demon Lord, so he can't see any traces of Fengbaiwan casting spells under the light of the Eastern Emperor Bell artifact.

The Qingyan Demon Lord felt that he had regained his face. He raised his head and raised his chest, "There is obviously traces left by Feng Baiwan's spell casting. Therefore, the guy who stole the Donghuang Bell from the Sanqing Heaven Realm was Feng Baiwan."

When Huo Xuan heard Feng Baiwan's name, he was shocked. He exclaimed: "What Feng Baiwan? Damn, why is that dog guy still alive?"

"Yes, he is still alive, and he can't help but live, and he also got the first ancient artifact."

The Qingyan Demon Lord sighed, and felt a little admiration for Feng Baiwan. It was not something that ordinary people could do, even if he was unable to steal the Eastern Emperor Bell.

After cursing Feng Baiwan, Huo Xuan asked, "If it were Feng Baiwan, we should be able to snatch the Donghuang Bell from him."

The Qingyan Demon Lord did not speak, but looked at him seriously.

Then he slowly said, "Young man, you are too naive."

Before Huo Xuan got angry, he continued, "Feng Baiwan can steal it, and he dares to put it here with such a big fanfare. Do you think he is waiting for us to grab it back?"

"The Donghuang Zhong has been tampered with Feng Baiwan, and has put his private ban on it, and is connected with him. The clock is in his place, and the clock is destroyed and he is destroyed. No matter whether he can find him or not, we can't get it."

If you find it, you will inevitably have a fierce battle. If you kill and injure Feng Baiwan, Donghuang Zhong will be injured.

If he commits suicide again, then Donghuang will be ruined, and there will be even more no choice.

Besides, Feng Baiwan is so good at hiding, can they find it another matter?

Huo Xuan clenched his fists and cursed with hatred: "Feng Baiwan, this bastard, really deserves to die... Then what should we do now? Are we just looking at the Donghuang Bell but unable to move?"

Huo Xuan suddenly realized something and quickly said, "No, right, this is not the key to the problem. You said before, His Majesty the Demon Emperor and... Miss Zhuge are under the Donghuang Bell, what's going on?"

Qingyan Demon Lord sighed, brother, you finally grasp the point.

He raised his hand and pointed his forehead: "You should know who Feng Baiwan hated the most, it must be His Majesty the Demon Emperor. He must have been because he could not beat the Demon Emperor and held a grudge in his heart, so he stole the Donghuang Bell, kidnapped Miss Zhuge as bait to lure His Majesty into the hook, and then trapped them under the Bell, trying to trap them to death."

"If otherwise, why did he have to put Donghuang Zhong Dachang here? Do you think he is showing off?"

Huo Xuan frowned and looked at the Donghuang Bell. After a moment, he said worriedly: "The place covered by the Donghuang Bell is the extreme north, this... is not a good place."
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