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Chapter 1048 Jiang Po is not dead

Killing Jiang Po is a difficult task, but Erhong likes challenges, and he succeeded as always.

It was his act of killing Jiang Po that eliminated Master Wanban's innermost troubles, causing Master Wanban to start acting unscrupulously.

He has made great contributions, and no one in the organization can reach his status. Even Mrs. Xue, who raised him, must bow to him.

But he was also truly feared by Master Wanban. In the past, Master Wanban looked at his rebelliousness like a child playing and never took it to heart.

But now, the moment Master Wanban realizes that he has the ability to overturn tables, their illusion of "a loving father and a filial son" can no longer be maintained.

Master Wanban was looking for an opportunity to get rid of him, and Erhong knew it. After all, he had never hidden his rebellious intentions.

In Erhong's eyes, Master Wanban has always been so "worthless", like a dog that protects his food. Regardless of whether he is close or distant, as long as someone threatens his dog bowl, he will bite him until he kills the person who takes the food.

These two celebrities did not say anything, they only talked about the topic of watchmen: "After Jiang Po died, I had someone put on her skin and accompany Alan on the stage."

"Master Wanban wants the list of rebels in Alan's hand, but I don't care. Jiang Po is dead, and it doesn't matter if Alan's life is kept for the time being. I just want to see how Alan can act against his enemies under fear and anger."

It’s fun to do what you say, isn’t it?”

"Alan pretends that she doesn't know that Mrs. Jiang has changed her person, and I will continue to act with her. I want to wait for the day when she can no longer pretend, and see her expression with my own eyes." Erhong imagined that day coming, and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

Bad happiness, "No one else knows how smart she is, including the loser who wears Jiang Po's skin."

In his eyes, it seems that most people can only be called trash.

"This is a play between Alan and I. I have been looking forward to the end of the play for a long time."

Erhong slowly came back to her senses and returned to the topic: "Ah, so, the disappearance of the watchman is not a difficult mystery to solve, she is just..."

Yu Xing continued: "It's just that under the supervision of the fake Jiang Po, he didn't want to expose himself to Master Wanban's subordinates as a watchman, so he never went out at night again?"

"That's right." Erhong gave an affirmative answer, and then there was some disappointment in his eyebrows, "Is this your problem?"

"You have put all your efforts and risked your lives, but this is the only thing you want to know?"

Yu Xing did not deny it out loud, but just looked at him with a smile, so Er Hong lowered his eyelids in disappointment and gradually cooled down from the excitement.

Murderous intent appeared in him again.

"In this case, now that you know the answer, you should——"

"You were fooled." Yu Xing interrupted.

"Oh?" Erhong only uttered a single syllable representing disdain.

But when he saw the genuine smile in Yu Xing's eyes, the look that looked like he was looking at a joke, Er Hong let out another sneer.

"Being fooled? By you?"

"I can understand that you want to delay your death, but why did you choose such a clumsy way... Fox demon, trying to use your mouth to save your life is never a wise choice."

On the ground, the long-broken eyeballs quietly returned to their original shape, round and spinning, very flexibly.

Just like Erhong's own smart eyes.

Yu Xing's eyes were almost uncontrollably attracted to those eyes, and he was forced to look at them.

In a daze, the eyeballs gradually flattened, turning from a sphere into a pattern of eyes embedded on the floor.

The outlines of one eye after another were outlined on the ground at some point, matching the flat eyeballs. Then, they began to blink and blink, and the eyeballs moved around in their orbits, some getting bigger and some shrinking.

Gululu...

More eyeballs were exposed from between Erhong's fingers and rolled everywhere.

Some rolled to the wall, some rolled to the beams, and some rolled to the center of the window pane. In the blink of an eye, one smart eye after another formed.

Er Hong didn't move, he just turned his head and looked at Yu Xing with the beautiful eyes on his face.

The walls and the ground were twisting. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Yu Xing felt that he was losing his knowledge of common sense.

Without using the power of the curse to fight, he seemed to gradually be unable to distinguish what was a wall, what was ground, and what was space. He smelled the smell when his eyes turned, saw river water biting in his ear canal, and his mouth was filled with eyelashes.

the sound of.

He turned his head and heard Er Hong's eyes saying something to him.

what is it then?

Ah, he obviously heard it, but his useless brain didn't help him analyze it.

He saw Erhong open his mouth and open and close it, and some sounds passed through his cerebral cortex.

Then an eye opened in his brain and looked at him dissatisfied.

"Well..." Yu Xing said to Erhong slowly, "Isn't this wrong?"

Erhong did not respond to the crazy dying man, no, the dying fox.

Until he heard Yu Xing's next words.

"Good riddance san... the people here are all frightened and afraid of that system. Why have you mutated... It turns out there are traces of [him] here too..."

"No wonder you can kill Po Jiang..."

In just a few words, black lines emerged from Yu Xing's skin, his eyes became clearer and clearer, and he frowned slightly and pressed the hot mark of the god on his abdomen.

When the palm of his hand was removed from his abdomen, Yu Xing's tone was completely calm. Only the constantly churning black mist around him and the terrifying sound of the unknown force corroding each other could prove that he was still fighting against the mental pollution caused by Erhong.

"It turns out you relied on the gap in the system."

For the first time, surprise and astonishment appeared in Erhong's eyes.

Yu Xing's mood was a little complicated. His mind was playing the appearance of the pearl and the faceless doctor from the last time in Nanshui Town.

At that time, the doctor told him that any person in any world may be on the same frequency as [Him] at a certain moment and be contaminated by [Him].

So it is normal to find [His] power anywhere.

Last time, in the world of Xiao Qianjie and [Book], [He] was able to get in and have a foot in the world.

This time, in the world of a god whose name is not yet known, [He] appears again, mutating an already difficult character, and taking advantage of the original ability system with his indescribable ability.

It's no wonder that Erhong grew up so quickly that even Master Wanban couldn't rest assured and wanted to personally get rid of this child he raised.

But this is just an unexpected discovery.

Yu Xing and [him] have no grudges, and are even quite destined in every aspect. Since Er Hong's existence did not bring down the entire world, it means that it is not a big deal, and there is no need to make a fuss over his abilities.

Yu Xing shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of the water that had entered his brain, no, it was his "eyes".

Erhong's strength is very objective. He can deal with this mental pollution, but it is not easy.

He measured the speed at which the power of the curse was passing away, and decided not to use the highly lethal ability of tentacles before Erhong used stronger mental pollution to attack him.

He sat firmly in his original position, and before Er Hong could react, he continued: "I don't mean you were tricked by me, kid."

"You were tricked by Mrs. Jiang."

"What?" Erhong's eyes changed.

Rather than being recognized as having a different ability than others, this sentence concerned him more.

Yu Xing thought of the topic of the mastermind behind the stage world that he had mentioned to Zhao Yijiu last night, and let out a final sigh: "Alan is dead, and the watchman is dead."

"You have seen Master Wanban and Jiang Po have been hostile for so many years. You should know that the two of them know very similar things, such as shadow puppetry, forbidden soul skills and so on."

"Master Wanban's subordinates can wear human skin, do you think Po Jiang can?"


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