The middle-aged man who was unconscious on the ground slowly woke up.
"Who are you?"
When he opened his eyes, the middle-aged man was startled as if he remembered something.
I don’t know if it was because I was afraid or because the scorching fire was too hot.
The middle-aged man retreated quickly.
Then he found that his true energy was exhausted and he couldn't muster any strength.
Despite this, the middle-aged man kept backing away.
"Good reaction~ He is a genius among the human race."
Jin Wu looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes growing more curious. "It doesn't matter who I am. You're going to answer whatever I ask you next."
"Demon clan? What do you want to ask from me? Unless I die!"
The middle-aged man couldn't escape, and gradually he was no longer afraid.
"I advise you to speak up! After I search your soul, your secret will be exposed. If I want to know more, I'll have to arrest people again. Don't you think about your companions?"
Jinwu threatened.
A trace of fear flashed across the middle-aged scholar's eyes, and then he turned his head away.
"Where are you from? Where is the entrance to your small world?"
After a while, the middle-aged scholar did not move.
"Don't tell?"
Jinwu frowned.
This human race is really courageous.
"If you don't tell me, I'll search your soul!"
The Golden Crow's divine consciousness forcefully invaded the middle-aged scholar's sea of consciousness.
Poof!
At the same time, the middle-aged scholar vomited blood from his mouth.
"Suicide?"
Jinwu frowned.
At this moment, the spiritual consciousness enveloped the middle-aged scholar's mind and quickly absorbed something.
A moment.
The middle-aged scholar's eyes lost their luster.
"Nanzhou Xiaguo? What kind of martial arts world is this? Why is it so chaotic? It really is a small world!"
Jinwu obtained many fragments of memories from the middle-aged scholar's sea of consciousness.
But these memories cannot form a whole paragraph.
The signs of human life inside are completely different from those on the mainland.
It is certain that this is a small world of the human race.
But where is the small world?
Where is the entrance?
The middle-aged scholar committed suicide, and he had very few memories left.
"If one doesn't work, then catch another one!"
As he spoke, the Golden Crow flapped its wings and was about to set off.
"Human Emperor, what a quick reaction! Aren't you afraid of the heavenly tribulation?"
whoosh~
A black brick flew from the sky and hit Jinwu on the forehead.
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