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Chapter two thousand and six strange things

When he heard this, Fu Tian suddenly glared at his eyes. He finally understood why Fu Mu wanted to say something but stopped.

To others, throwing away the wordless heavenly book is nothing, but to Futian and Fumu, they know more than anyone else what the wordless heavenly book means.

There is a secret of the true patriarch of the Fu family.

Why did someone steal that thing?!

At this moment, another servant ran over anxiously, knelt on the ground and said anxiously: "Report to the clan leader, the heavenly prison, the heavenly prison has been opened."

"What?" Futian was shocked.

At this time, a group of senior executives from Fu family were also disgraced.

The traitor Fu Mang was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the cage of the Heavenly Prison is made of ten thousand years of cold iron. It is impossible to open it if it is not a true god!

Fu Mu's face was cold, and his eyes suddenly stared at Fu Tian fiercely.

It is obvious that he and Futian are more frightened than ordinary people.

Because only they themselves know what kind of person Fumang exists.

The two of them jointly seized the position of the Fu family. The wordless heavenly book is the most important clue to hide its secrets. Therefore, it is obvious that the broken Heavenly Prison and the accidents in the buildings and pavilions meant one after another.

"The Heavenly Prison for Fujia is made of ten thousand years of cold iron, how could it be opened?"

"There are many elders and guardians in my building pavilions, which are difficult for ordinary people to break into."

"Could it be, it's the true god?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was immediately in an uproar. If the true god came, it would be a disaster for everyone.

If the true god takes action, they can only be ants.

"Impossible." Futian shouted coldly, but his heart was cold at this moment. If it was a true god, it could only be the Eternal Life Sea, the Top of the Blue Mountains, or Wang Suanzhi.

But the true god came and his aura was amazing. They had not seen the divine Qishan at that time. What's more, the true god had come to his house to save the mangirl, and it was as simple as getting a wordless book?!

What's more, how could they know the relationship between the wordless heavenly book and Fu Mang?

Not many people know this secret.

Therefore, these three true gods should not look like they are related to this matter.

But who could that be?!

"How can others know about this except you and me? Even if Fu Mang has a helper, he has been imprisoned in the heavenly prison for many years and outsiders cannot contact him. Fu's family also regards his desire to be the patriarch as a joke." Fu Mu said coldly in Fu's ear.

"Yes." Futian was also very confused. Suddenly, he frowned: "No, someone else knows this secret."

"You mean Fuyao?" Fumu couldn't agree with Futian's guess.

Fuyao and Fumang were indeed locked in the prison together. With that girl’s IQ, she might be able to really distinguish right from wrong and believe what Fumang said.

But the problem is, Fuyao's ability, wanting to break the sky prison and break into buildings, isn't this a fool?!

"Could it be that Han Sanqian helped him?" Futian frowned.

Han Sanqian's ability has been seen by Futian. Holding a powerful weapon like Pangu Axe in his hand, it may indeed be able to break the Heavenly Prison, and it also has the ability to entangle in buildings and pavilions.

"But the question is, didn't this pair of dogs fall into the endless abyss and die? And if he uses Pangu Axe, there is no reason for us to notice such a big noise." Futian denied his thoughts to himself.

"When you say that, I really feel that one of the people who broke in just now looks quite like Han Sanqian." Fu Mu also frowned at this time.

"Impossible, Impossible, the bitches Han Sanqian and Fuyao have long died."

Just as Futian shook his head, another servant hurriedly ran in and rushed to Futian's face: "Class leader, patriarch, something is not good. The two guests who came today suddenly left, and this one was left."

Fu Tian Ding's eyes looked at him and the servant was holding an amethyst and a letter.

He hurriedly opened the letter, with only six words on it: Live well, come on.

Looking at these six words, Futian's face turned extremely gloomy, and the word "Come on" was even more like ridiculing him crazy in the letter. Come on?!

Futian suddenly kneaded the paper into a ball, and threw it on the ground in anger.

The next morning, when Fu Tiancai was reluctant to fall asleep from a series of major events that happened last night, a servant rushed in with a bang. Fu Tian was so scared that he sat up and rubbed his temples in a weak state, and looked at the servant in anger: "You're going to die, early in the morning."

"Class leader, big things are not good."

"What's the matter? It's so chaotic, how can it be?" Fu Tian shouted dissatisfied when he saw the servant like this.

The servant quickly got up and went to Futian's bed, then handed a piece of paper to Futian, and said in panic: "Captain, you...you should go out and have a look."

Seeing the content on this piece of paper, Futian stared at him with wide eyes and jumped off the bed. He even forgot to wear his shoes and ran straight outside.
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