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Chapter 1081: Very focused

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    People said nothing, with a little anger in their eyes, and walked forward, wanting to say something, but then looked at the waves in the mountains in the fog, and finally just sighed and followed the crowd away.

    In his heart, Fang Lang could not kill the ape's soul.  He had seen it from the night three days ago, but he didn't know when he would be dragged away this time, but it was certain that when he left again, the village would bear the greater wrath of the ape spirit, but  In his heart, he hoped that Fang Lang could really kill the ape's soul, so even though he was a little angry, he didn't speak in the end.

    ¡°In short, this is all about sacrifice.  What's the difference between morning and evening?  Only one or two lives left.  He felt a little helpless.

    Everyone left. Father Zhong pulled Zhong Shan away from Xue. Zhong Shan Xue did not leave. She stood beside Fang Lang and saw that Fang Lang¡¯s eyes were filled with heavy lethality. Although Mr. Fang Lang tried to transform,  She could still catch it.

    Zhongshan suddenly opened his mouth and said: "You cannot kill the soul of an ape."

    At this time, she experienced the pain of life and death, as if it had changed, her expression was so calm, as if Fang Lang had failed, and the life lost would not be her general.

    Fang Lang Shuhao didn't seem to feel Zhong Shan's indifference. He looked at Shan Fang Lang silently, the red sword in his hand reflected in the sunlight.  After a long time, he said, "I'm going to practice here."

    Zhong Shanxue knew what Fang Lang meant, and she was a little surprised by Fang Lang's determination.

    The ape¡¯s soul may have been injured and he did not appear for several days.  No one knew where the ape was injured, but Fang Lang knew that he stabbed its eye, where the defense was weakest, so he was hit by himself.

    During this time, no one dared to hunt in the mountains.  Everyone looked at Shuhao Fang Lang, saw his patience, and ran away.  But what surprised them was that Fang Lang seemed to really want to stay here for a long time, sitting in the small square in front of the temple on the mountain day and night, occasionally stabbing his sword with his hand, looking very focused.

    Although people in the village don¡¯t understand real people¡¯s spiritual practice, they know that there are many practitioners in the world who are mentally sensitive, so Fang Lang¡¯s expression shows that he is practicing.

    Day and night in the sunshine and rain, Fang Lang Shuhao sat there without entering the temple again. Everyone saw that his heart was firm, but he was a little different from those monks who could not win over the monks.

    Fang Lang did not enter the mountain temple because there was a mountain god in the temple. He did not know it before, so he lived in it. Now he knows that the temple is also the territory of the gods and the domain of the mountain god, so he does not want to go in again.

    Another round of bright moon rises, and the white mist rises in the mountain temple. The mountain god appears in the temple, holding a dark wooden stick in his hand, with white hair, looking weaker than before.

    "Master Chen, if you accept the mountain god's will and hold the mountain god's throne, you will definitely be able to cure the ape spirit in that mountain." The mountain god opened his mouth.

    Fang Lang sat quietly, motionless. The mountain god sighed, shook his head, and returned to the statue.

    Among the people in the village, Fang Lang really planned to live here for a long time, and the ape-man spirit that had not appeared for a long time appeared again, the spirit was billowing, and the mountains were filled with thick fog.

    Fang Lang has been looking at Fang Lang, one after another.  Fortunately, Fang Lang sat in front of the mountain temple and did not retreat at all, but the red sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, as if he had come to life.  Working hard to get rid of Fang Lang's control.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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