Chapter 2618： what (1/2)

Under the parcel, the seal of Budo Temple cannot move.

No matter how struggling he is, he can't help the shadow.

There was a trace of sorrow in the soul-dominated expression of his soul, and he shook his head and said, ”It's my fault to teach you such a villain.”

He slapped his palms together slowly, the shadow continued to shrink, and finally became the size of a fist.

The soul of the new generation is dominated by the old soul's residual soul.

”Soul Shadow is one of the mysteries of innate soul **** by the soul? However, it was lost when the previous generation dominated!”

面 Their faces were deeply shocked, and they stared at the old man in disbelief.

”You ... Are you the old master of the missing previous generation, Wu Wangyuan?” They were far apart just now.

He did not hear the dialogue between Wudao Temple and Wu Shengyuan.

I only judged from Wu Yingyuan's possible identity from soul shadow.

亡 Wu Wangyuan looked at the shadow of the palm of his hand, shook his head slightly, and said, ”Wu Wangyuan has already died, you ... recognize the wrong person.”

He supported the soul of the matchmaker and walked away weakly.

For him, fame and fortune never mattered.

The important thing is just Matchmaker.

”As for your master ...” Wu Wangyuan thought for a long time, and threw the shadow on the ground, saying, ”After I leave, let him go.”

However, what he didn't expect was.

When the shadow was thrown on the ground, it dried up immediately.

There is nothing inside.

”A thought is true?” Wu Siyuan immediately realized it.

He may not have suppressed Wudao Temple just now.

It is the existence of Wudao Temple's thoughts.

He was just too realistic, even he cheated.

He looked around and suddenly found that his pupils shrank.

Hold a stone and stand with a golden arm.

He is not someone else, but Budo Temple, which was supposed to be bound.

He pityed and sighed: ”Death Yuan, 100,000 years later, you are still disappointed as always.”

”Did you not learn the lesson of failure 100,000 years ago?”

Wu Wuyuan was sinking in the water.

Twenty thousand years ago, he paid too much attention to his relationship with matchmaker and indifferent duties.

He was usurped by his son.

Now, years have passed, he still does.

亡 Even though his son made an unforgivable mistake against him, Wu Wangyuan couldn't bear to kill him.

亡 Wu Wangyuan calmly said, ”One hundred thousand years have passed, and your thoughts are true, but you have cultivated them in a good way.

Too bad, he even cheated.

Wuwudao Temple said lightly: ”Death Yuan, you still don't know me, you don't know what your son is.”

Its voice fell.

Thousands of shadows suddenly appeared at the foot of Anpingyuan.

No matter how much the shadow, the concealment, or the intensity, the shadow far surpasses the depths of death.

With a soft squeak, Yuanyuan was wrapped in shadow.

In the shadow, there was the shock of Death Fell: ”Soul Shadow, how can you?”

Soul dominates and is proficient in two innate mysteries.

A thought is true, soul shadow.

But Wu Wuyuan only taught Wudao Temple to be true.

Haunting Shadow Art has never been secret.

But now that the Budo Temple is on display, how can it not be surprising?

所以 ”So I said, you don't know anything about your son.” Wudao Temple said lightly: ”Self awareness, you realize the key of soul shadow.”

亡 Wu Wangyuan is bitter.

My own son, too against the sky, has already reached the point where blue is better than blue.

It was reasonable for him to be usurped.

”Mother, please follow me.” Wudao Temple indifferently said.

Matchmaker's soul body, with resentment: ”Shut up! You are not my son at all.”

I know the child Moruo mother.