Chapter 109

When the petals are withered and scattered all over the sky, the ground is covered with residual flowers and fallen leaves, and only the bare branches are left.

"Hiss..."

The old man, who had been hiding outside for a long time, came slowly. He looked at the surrounding scene and shook his head.

Then he came to Wang Jian and looked at the golden lion with him.

Lying on the ground, the body of the golden lion looks like a thick hill. The gurgling blood flows from the wound where the petals are cut, and forms a golden red pool on the ground.

Its body is covered with countless scars, which are cut by the sharp petals like steel knives. Maybe it can stimulate the whole body's blood gas to resist some attacks, but the petals in the sky are more than ten million, and it is helpless under the terrorist attacks.

Wang Jian calmly looked at the body of the Golden Lion for a long time. He couldn't understand it. He suddenly asked.

"Old man, do you know what's going on with this ghost riot?"

The old man was stunned, and then replied with a smile: "Hey, hey, you are asking the right person, except for me, it is estimated that few people have research on this."

"Generally speaking, there are many reasons for the soul beast riots, the most common of which are three kinds."

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