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Chapter 163 My wild son is not a magician

Listen, what this is.

It is equivalent to when you go to a home for a visitor, you have to take away a scenic figure that you have forgotten for a long time. Although it is not the one you like the most, your heart is twitching when you are taken away like this.

Resisting the sourness, the person in charge smiled: "Your Majesty just like it."

"Um."

Nodding, he didn't think about going too much to tease. Although the Holy King of the Heavenly Wheel is his own thing, these ordinary people don't know! People will only think that he was relying on himself to wake up early and forcefully snatch the awakened ones.

"Holy King of Heavenly Wheel!"

Holding up with one hand slowly tightened, the two "golden" gears that were quietly rotating in the sky shaking suddenly as if they sensed something, and then they resumed their rotation, but the light emitted was even more dazzling.

"Resist? Haha, it's just a dead thing that no one manipulates, come down for me!"

Zhuang Sishe's golden eyes became brighter and brighter. The light emitted by the Holy King of the Heavenly Wheel is brighter and brighter. The concentrated light on the small wheel is like an angry dragon, and the molten flame is ready. However, before people can abandon it in fear, the condensed light suddenly dissipated. The two golden "gears" made a slightly sad buzzing sound in the air.

In the heartache of the believers around him, the unbearable resentment of the face of the Heavenly Wheel Saint slowly shrank, turning into two golden colors, one big and one small, with sharp circles emitting light floating behind Zhuang Sishe.

With a halo behind you, pinch another handprint.

The style feels instantly.

With a casual wave, the Holy King of Tianlun crawled into Zhuang Sishe's back and disappeared. At the same time, the vision that had lasted for a long time in the sky returned to normal, and everything returned to the scene before they came.

With the nervous gaze of the person in charge, he looked up and glanced around, then turned his head and spoke to the priest on one side:

"Arranging it, let's go back."

"Yes, I'll prepare right away."

Looking at the Pharaoh who lowered his body and sat in the car, the head of the Ganges Kingdom breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he just took away the things from the Hijab and did not go to the Vishnu Temple next to him. Shiva Temple for a while. They could deal with them at will and even ignore them at most, they would just be complained a few times. But if it was the things from the Vishnu Temple and Shiva Temple passive, they would not end up resisting or not saying anything.

Resistance may be exposed to the sun ship, and the subjects who do not speak will cause trouble again.

Now I only lost one weapon used by the Awakening Master to send away this "plague god" and it would be very cost-effective.

Although the sound and light effects this time were very brilliant, the Holy King of Heavenly Wheel covered the sky, and the scenes were clearly visible in several nearby cities. But for Zhuang Sishe, the journey to the Ganges Kingdom was just an episode that could not be as small as it was, just to add some confidence to his identity as a second. As for the words of the revival of the Ganges God and the rise of the Awakening Sect on the Internet, you can only say that you have thought too much.

Perhaps, after the Water Blue Star is upgraded and able to withstand higher power damage, he will consider spending some energy to get the heroes of various kingdoms out of the Hall of Heroes to supplement the "lie" he woven.

But now let it go. When he was sitting in the car, his eyes were slightly closed. Through his own strength, he could clearly see the situation of his subordinates who were closely related to him. His eyes went back and forth, and everything was working normally. Because he had missed a side in the island country with his Bazaar appearance before, the official hurriedly ran to ask Oda Saori. It was useless to ask, but it was yours.

He actually dared to drag his legs when he upgraded to Shuilan Star. Who would be beaten if you don't get beaten? His eyes turned to Godzilla, who was sleeping on the underwater volcano. It would take one or two days for this guy to fully adapt to his current fusion body.

Ximu and Dikui, a pair of brothers in distress, expressed their feelings to each other in the corner of the Heroic Hall.

Dumbledore and Dad, one wandered between colleges and selected students whom he liked, the other was busy modifying the seal magic to make sure that the fourth gate of hell would not have the previous accident.

After turning the hands of Shui Lanxing for a while, using his dragon blood as the coordinates, Zhuang Sishu's eyes passed through the world and saw the world where Ling Minoko was.

Looking at the dim lights on the surrounding streets and the black-shelled vintage cars that pass through the streets from time to time, the background conversion is about a hundred years ago?

But the next scene made people think a lot.

In a two-story house style mansion, Ling Minoko, wearing a pink kimono and a kawaii, sat on her head, standing on the left and right sides of her side with a man and a woman with a little dragon-like characteristics. Their resentful eyes were fixed on the thin figure kneeling in the middle of the room.

"I heard from Long Er that you are called Ling Yuzi?" In the room with the window door closed and the dim light lights were lit, Ling Meinozi looked at the shaking thin figure lying on the floor with a smile: "Don't be afraid, there will be no problem if you answer my question obediently."

The gentle words, against the backdrop of several malicious subordinates around him, were like Shura's murmur, making the white-haired girl lying on the ground even more trembling. This is the fourth special race different from ordinary people in the past two days. The first three have been crazy or even thinking about resisting after asking questions. Long Er, who has inherited the fire of the evil dragon, either burned to ashes or threw them into cremation under the sun.

It has been almost three days, and my understanding of this world is still at the simplest level. This speed is really exciting!

"Lord Yezi, there are so many such murderous ghosts. Kill her and I will catch you a few more in the evening!" The sturdy man, who was burly and covered with red scales from his waist and abdomen to his neck, said casually.

This man was picked up by Ling Minoko from a nearby village. When she picked him up, the other party was pressed to the ground by a cannibal with sharp teeth and sharp teeth. Her arms were torn apart. She looked extremely miserable, but she still struggled to resist. Although she had different experiences, the other party was much braver than she was before. She felt her heart that she accepted the blood of the evil dragon and gave it a simple code name called Long Er.

The cold girl Ryuichi, wearing a bathrobe, exposed a small number of blue and black scales, also had the same result. It was almost the same when her family was killed and she was about to be eaten by the murderer. She happened to be hit by Ling Mioko who came out of the space passage and rescued.

Some coincidences mean, but more of them, these two people are lucky. In the countryside, people or families often go to get lunches for no reason. The legend of murderous ghosts is spread in every part of the countryside.

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