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Chapter 989 The God who tells stories(2/2)

The evil body suddenly disappeared.

Xu Qing looked at him coldly, while Yu Liuchen on the side didn't even look at him and spoke calmly.

【Boy, let me tell you a story.】

[There is a story about a monk named Fuxie. He walked through ten sands, hundreds of rivers, thousands of graves, and came to Wanlin. Then he got lost, and moved back with luck. Finally, in order to thank him, he decided to explode , a flower bloomed, and then drank my cup of tea.]

As soon as Yu Liuchen finished speaking, where Fu Xie had just disappeared in front of him, in the distortion of nothingness, Fu Xie's figure became broken and even weaker, and even his cultivation was about to collapse, and he appeared again.

The moment he appeared, Fu Xie looked at the scenery and people that seemed to have remained unchanged from when he left a month ago. His expression became more horrified, and his sense of panic was once again overwhelming.

A month ago, after he cut off the cause and effect here, he did not hesitate to reveal the source of the scissors in exchange for moving it.

He finally escaped from this place, and within the next month, he experienced many lives and deaths, and traveled through countless areas until...he returned here again.

At this moment, he was trembling, looking at Yu Liuchen, without any hesitation, his body roared, and he actually chose to self-destruct.

This is the only way he can think of to get rid of it now.

But the next moment, when he woke up, the scene in front of him was still not what he had imagined. What he saw was bamboo.

Lin, Xu Qing, or Yu Liuchen...

He didn't wake up at the predetermined place, but woke up here.

【Let’s drink tea.】

Yu Liuchen spoke calmly.

Fu Xie stared blankly at the tea cup in front of him, picked it up tremblingly in despair, and drank it in a bitter gulp.

At the same time, the horizon in the distance suddenly turned gray, as if it had turned into mud, and as it spread in all directions, an honor guard team composed of countless clay figures, carrying a shrine, walked towards it.

In the team, Erniu looked excited and full of joy, waving to Xu Qing.

[Little Ah Qing, senior brother is here! 】
Chapter completed!
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