Throw the red silk from above the city tower.

Received is blessing.

Shi Jian didn't believe it, but he stood in the crowd for no reason.

The red silk floated down.

Finally it fell before him and floated in his hands.

He seemed to smell a scent of flowers.

The blurry image became clearer and clearer.

When I recalled that person, the heaven and earth were stunned for a moment.

People still do their own things as usual.

No one noticed that the person who caught the red silk was missing in the crowd.

Only King Luo, who is the emperor.

He looked in that direction as if he felt something.
Chapter completed!