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Chapter 972 : Chat

Fang Ming circled around the white air ball several times, but he didn't know how to deal with it. If it was conscious, he should be able to communicate with it as long as he integrated his mind into it.

Now he is the mind, and his consciousness is trying to enter the white air. Unexpectedly, as soon as he comes into contact with it, a very powerful counter-shock force is transmitted from the white air. Fang Ming sees that the momentum is not good, and quickly withdraws his consciousness, but it is still a little late.

, the whole body was numb as if it had been electrocuted.

At the same time, the white air also changed, rolling like a cloud, growing longer, shorter, larger, and smaller, and finally settled on a face that looked very kind and had a sacred aura.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and they were so bright that Fang Ming was startled.[

"Haha... I can speak again. I'm so excited. The feeling of loneliness is really unpleasant!"

The face, which was about the size of an ordinary person, was running up and down in front of Fang Ming, as if he was jumping, and his movements were completely inversely proportional to his face.

Fang Ming was dumbfounded and thought to himself: "Who is this guy? Why did he suddenly appear in my mind? What the hell!"

The face finally stopped moving around and began to look around. When he saw Fang Ming's presence, he glared and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

Fang Ming laughed, and the sound coming from his face was very rough, which was not suitable for his somewhat kind appearance, but he still couldn't hold back his laughter and replied: "My name is Fang Ming, who are you? What can I do for you?"

His politeness impressed Lian Da, and he said: "You speak well, unlike those humans in the past who were always arrogant and rude, thinking they were the best in the world. As for my name, I'm sorry I forgot it.

!”

"Forgot? How can someone forget their own name? This is a bit impossible! You don't want to say it! But since you don't want to say it, then don't say it! I will

Don’t force it anymore.”

Looking at Fang Ming, he smiled with relief and said: "After living for so long, I have indeed forgotten. It's not that I don't want to say it, but you still have to believe me on this."

"Boy, let's have a chat. We haven't talked for a long time and I'm not very talkative anymore. You wouldn't mind chatting with an old man, right? I think you're a nice guy, so I just want to have a good chat with you. I'm the only one

People are too lonely and lonely."

It was really awkward to face such a face, but Fang Ming still replied respectfully: "Okay! After all, this is someone else's invitation to chat with him, so he has no reason to refuse. It's just a chat. This is

It’s nothing, why didn’t I want to do it anymore, so Fang Ming agreed to the old man’s request without hesitation.”

Face suddenly exclaimed: "There is the aura of the Dark Holy Pearl outside. Could it be that it is already outside? It has not been sealed in that strong big box by its owner. How could it suddenly appear?"

"Yes, it's right outside!" Fang Ming couldn't help but nodded, and then said in shock: "You...how did you know?"

He replied with a solemn expression: "It did break the seal and came out. It's a pity that the owner is not here. Otherwise, it would not be its turn to show off its power. However, it is the same with me here, so it cannot be allowed to be rampant."

"Who is your master?" Fang Ming was very curious after hearing that this guy had a master. So he asked, isn't this? You can just say whatever comes to mind during a chat, and there is no need to worry about it.

After all, it's just a chat, you can talk freely.

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