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Chapter 1705 The wonderful existence of vacuum

Gesan looked in the direction his son pointed at.

I saw a figure sitting on a throne made of crystal not far away.

He supported his chin with one hand and stared at Gesang and his son with interest.

And his appearance is exactly the same as Wang Han!

Gesan was so scared that he sat on the ground.

Both father and son were so scared that they swallowed.

Gesang lowered his head and looked at Wang Han who was still lying in his arms.

Except for the different clothes and hairstyles on these two people, they are exactly the same in other parts.

The man had long hair, scattered on his shoulders.

Wearing a black robe.

There is a look of contempt in his eyes!

Gesang had heard about something before, and knew that there was a person in this ghost place who looked exactly the same as Wang Han. And judging from any sign of seeing that person, this person who looked exactly the same as Wang Han was not a good person.

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Under such circumstances, Gesang knew that his combat effectiveness was just a small party in front of others.

So whether you can survive is still the opportunity to lie with Wang Han.

Gesang hugged Wang Han, and the force of pinching the man in his hand became even greater.

Wang Han, who was sitting on the Crystal Throne, raised his hand and pointed at Gesang, "Why don't you kneel when you see the Lone King?"

Gesang asked with his throat rolling up and down, plucking up the courage.

"You...who are you?"

Wang Han, who was above the Crystal Throne, had a cold smile and pointed at Gesang, "Who gave you the qualification to speak to Gu like this?

Kneel down for the orphan!"

Wang Han, who was on the throne, leaned forward slightly.

Gesang was so scared that his body trembled, and Wang Han, who was holding in his arms, rolled onto the ground.

Wang Han was just held in Gesang's arms and his face was facing him. At this time, he rolled to the ground, his face just facing the man.

Wang Han, who was long-haired on the throne, looked at Wang Han casually.

suddenly!

The long-haired Wang Han's expression changed drastically!

From above the throne, he plopped in panic and knelt down at Wang Han.

"Owner!"

The voice trembled, as if he had met a nemesis, and his body could not stop trembling.

Everyone in Gesang was confused at that time.

I don't know what this means.

He looked at Wang Han on the ground again. He was not stupid either. He realized that the only reliance for him to go out from this place today was Wang Han.

And this long-haired Wang Han looks very afraid of the real Wang Han.

Gesang hugged Wang Han.

The air was dull and the atmosphere was quiet. Gesang silently prayed in his heart that Wang Han could wake up soon.

Wang Han, who was kneeling on the ground, secretly raised his head and looked at Wang Han.

After observing for a while, I stood up and looked at it for more than ten seconds.

The light in this place is very dark, all depends on the fluorescent light on the wall, which makes people's faces look a little green and look very creepy.

After watching for a moment, Wang Han's eyes flashed with his unique light.

Suddenly he pointed at Wang Han and stared at Gesang, "Come on him!"

Gesang hugged Wang Han and retreated, unwilling to carry Wang Han over.

The long-haired Wang Han sat back on the crystal throne and looked down at Gesang, "I asked you to carry the person over! Can't you hear it?"

Gesang's body trembled, pinching Wang Han's man.

I prayed in my heart that Wang Han would wake up soon. The situation in front of me was too evil. He was a man of 1.9 meters and couldn't stop trembling. Doji was even more frightened and hiccupped.

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The long-haired Wang Han leaned forward, and the threatening meaning was strong.

"I let you carry someone over..."

I haven't finished speaking.

Wang Han rubbed his head and opened his eyes quietly.

Plop!

Wang Han, who was long-haired on the Crystal Throne, knelt down again, his forehead pressed against the ground, his body trembled continuously, and he bowed his knees, "Master!"

Wang Han's scattered pupils gradually focused, and he shook his head. Only four Jiulong Seals were left. At this moment, he felt that the large number in his body was ready to move and wanted to go online.

The eyes gradually fell on the person kneeling on the ground. After seeing this, I was stunned for a moment. I wonder if it was an illusion. I felt that this person seemed familiar. Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could clearly feel that the other person would definitely not look like.

Better than Peng Yuyan.

"Who are you?" Wang Han asked, looking at Wang Han with long hair.

The long-haired Wang Han raised his head, his face full of flattering smile, "Master, it's me!"

When Wang Han saw the other party’s handsome face, he was stunned!

Damn it!

this!

This is this!

Why does this pussy look exactly the same as me?

But soon Wang Han turned around.

It was the person who tortured Fu Yingzhao, and the person who first met outside the Eye of Hell, whom he met in the Abyssal Hell.

But the scene in front of me is different from what I imagined.

According to Wang Han's imagination, the other party must be a stunning existence, but looking at the servile thing in front of him, it was completely different from what he thought.

Wang Han saw Wang Han staring at him.

He quickly clasped his hands together and smiled flatteringly, "Master, during the days when you are not here, I recite scriptures every day! Oh! Look at me, after seeing you, I was shaken by your majestic figure for a moment and forgot to recite scriptures!



As he spoke, Wang Han, the long-haired king knelt on the ground, and the mysterious and obscure scriptures were sung from the other party's mouth.

Dear expression!

Just like the most loyal disciple of Buddhism.

Wang Han was stunned for a moment.

I suddenly thought of it when I was walking inside outside.

When you enter the hell path and walk to the innermost part, you can vaguely hear someone singing in Sanskrit.

Now when I listen to it close, isn’t it the one who sang in front of me?

However, all signs show that the other party and Wang Han imagined completely differently.

"Who are you?" Wang Han stared at the other party.

Wang Han raised his eyelids and looked at Wang Han with a little suspicious look. He didn't know if Wang Han asked this on purpose or really didn't know.

"Master, you really don't know who I am?"

Wang Han stood up, "I'm asking you!"

Wang Han stared at Wang Han for a long time, slowly stood up, and sat back on the Crystal Throne again.

It was only then that he saw that from beginning to end, his feet had not moved, and his forefoot was nailed to the ground, so he looked awkward when he was kneeling.

Long-haired Wang Han supported his chin with one hand, his eyes pounding with a rebellious expression, "Kneel down!"

Wang Han glanced at this person who looked exactly the same as him but had a very different personality. He didn't know that his master was lonely for a while, and he was really a bit against Tiangang.

"What did you say?"

Wang Han walked forward half a step, and Wang Han couldn't help but lifted his butt, as if his fear of Wang Han had been engraved into his bones.

Wang Han stared at Wang Han and asked tentatively, "Kneel down for the orphan?"

Wang Han took another step forward.

Unexpectedly, Wang Han, long-haired, knelt on the ground again.

"Master, I'm wrong!"

He spoke extremely sincerely.

"I'll ask who you are!" Although Wang Han didn't know who the other party was, he could infer from the other party's previous and subsequent performance that the other party was afraid of Wang Han, so he pretended to be powerful and wanted to force the other party to tell his true identity.

The long-haired Wang Han raised his head piously, raised his hands and pointed at the Crystal Throne, "Master, come here and sit on the throne, I will explain it in detail to you!"

Wang Han walked towards the Crystal Throne.

Unexpectedly, I just walked over.

Wang Han's long-haired pupils suddenly turned red, and his sharp teeth emerged from his mouth, and he bit Wang Han's neck.

But it was less than three centimeters away from Wang Han.

Wang Han's pupils instantly turned into cold and ruthless vertical pupils.

There was a joking curve hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Kneel down for the orphan!"


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