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Chapter 2052 whimsy

Does it matter if I tell you?

If I were the system, I definitely wouldn't do it.

He asked a very silly question.

However, Chu Hao is not the kind of person to be led around.

After a lot of analysis, he concluded that the system must be related to the palm-born and the palm-born.

As he becomes stronger, he reveals not only part of the truth, but is it possible to get closer to the truth about the existence of the system itself?

Feng Mo interrupted Chu Hao's conjecture.

"You also robbed the escort of a reincarnation knife! Where is that knife?"

Chu Hao said awkwardly: "I lost it."

Feng Mo gave him a big eye roll.

Feng Mo said: "Now that I think about it, the person holding the palm deliberately asked you to take away the Dead Man Fruit, otherwise! How could you snatch the Samsara Knife away from the escort?"

Chu Hao was a little unconvinced and said: "How is it impossible? The underworld in the afterlife is not very strong either. I knocked him unconscious and took away the reincarnation knife."

"Ding... the pretense is successful, and the pretense value is 4 million + 3 million + 1 million."

This time, it was the turn of the strong men from the Pan God Clan to roll their eyes.

He couldn't help but said: "This is different."

Chu Hao scratched his neck and said in dissatisfaction: "Why is it different?"

The strong man from the Pan God Clan said: "The Yin Si in the afterlife world are not comparable to the Yin Si in the underworld. Rumor has it! The Yin Si in the afterlife world were all transformed by Tianzun after his death."

Chu Hao was stunned and said: "What you are talking about is just a rumor. Anyway, he was knocked down by me with a stick. He is so cruel as a weakling."

"Ding... the pretense is successful, and the pretense value is 4 million + 3 million + 1 million."

The strong man from the Pan God Clan gave him a big white eye.

Fengmo sneered and said: "The ghosts in the afterlife were all transformed by the Heavenly Lord during his lifetime. They were deprived of their souls and will be slaves in the afterlife forever."

Chu Hao: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

Chu Hao: "Really?"

"real."

Chu Hao slapped his thigh.

What the hell am I!?

Emotionally, I was cheated by the system.

He did not lose the Samsara Knife. In order to quickly improve his strength, he threw the Samsara Knife into energy recovery.

Not only the Samsara Knife, many things have been converted into energy.

Now that I think about it, this is simply a huge pit.

"System, give me back the Samsara Knife!" Chu Hao roared.

system:"????"

Chu Hao: "Don't pretend to be crazy, give me the reincarnation knife."

System: "Does the host want to recycle the Samsara Knife?"

Chu Hao: "Yeah."

System: "Recycling the Samsara Knife requires 10 billion points of pretentiousness."

Chu Hao: "..."

"You!! You tricked me." Chu Hao almost lost his breath and vomited blood.

The longest road I have traveled is the systematic routine.

System: "How did this system trick you?"

Chu Hao said angrily: "The Samsara Knife is such a valuable thing, what did you give me? Give me the Samsara Knife back."

System: "At the beginning, the host's strength was too low to control. After the system's judgment, it can only operate."

Chu Hao: "What operation?"

System: "The system helps the host to operate and recycle items that cannot be controlled. This is done with the host's initiative and willingness."

"Then why did you mark it out in the first place that the Samsara Knife is only worth 500,000 points of pretentiousness?"

"This is operations."

I'm really running your business.

Now think about it, many items have been operated.

Chu Hao: "Just tell me, how many good items I have are managed by you."

System: "Only the Samsara Knife."

Chu Hao gritted his teeth.

I will use the system's recycling function from now on. I am your son.

Chu Hao is very miserable.

The system water is too deep.

System: "The real power of the Samsara Knife cannot be used by the host. It is this system that suppresses the power of the Samsara Knife. Without the suppression of the system, if you hold it, it is just a piece of scrap metal."

Chu Hao: "..."

Chu Hao ignored the system and said, "Then where should we find the wild demon?"

Feng Mo said: "If you want to find the wild devil, you have to look for fate. To find fate, you have to look for the dead man's cave to find the dead."

The idea of ​​worshiping the devil is very clear.

Going to the Dead Cave again?

Chu Hao was afraid. Now it seemed that the world of the afterlife was far from being as simple as he had first seen.

Feng Mo and Chu Hao left, leaving behind the powerful Pan God Clan who looked confused.

Feng Mo didn't kill him, which surprised him. Feng Mo was different from the rumors. He didn't kill as indiscriminately as the first White Walker.

However, a strong man from the Pan God Clan did not dare to go alone. He still knew where the afterlife was.

Entering here in a living body is unheard of.

The strong men of the Pan God Clan followed quietly.



Along the way, the emptiness and whiteness of the afterlife made people very uncomfortable.

Chu Hao remembered that when he arrived in the afterlife, he found Li Yin.

Later, not long after the two flew, they saw a river flowing upstream.

Sure enough, they saw the river.

The beam of light reaches straight into the sky. It is a huge Milky Way, going upstream and entering the space vortex of the location.

The white mist is vast, the river is flowing, and the rolling water source is like the roar of wild beasts, like the roar of evil spirits.

There are many people floating in this river, all kinds of people.

Some of them were wearing some ancient costumes, and some even wore clothes made of animal skins.

The strong man from the Pan God Clan had already followed, and he exclaimed: "What is this?"

Chu Hao said: "At that time, I caught one here and asked him. He said he was going to the afterlife and then to the virtual world."

Feng Mo reached out his hand and grabbed a person among the crowd in the river, a man wearing a shroud.

However, the man didn't react at all, like a puppet. Feng Mo slapped him twice, but he didn't react at all.

Chu Hao said: "Not everyone can speak."

Feng Mo said: "What you captured is not a human being."

Chu Hao said in shock: "What is that?"

Fengmo didn't answer. He sat up cross-legged and stared at the river flowing upstream.

There is also an extremely mysterious space above where the river leads.

A strong man from the Pan God Clan came over. He was so curious that he couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

Chu Hao had a sudden idea and said: "How about we throw him in and see where it leads!"

What the hell!!

The strong man from the Dishen Clan turned around and ran away. You are too scary, aren't you?

Who did I offend? Why did I do this to me?

He wanted to run away, but how could he escape in front of Feng Mo?

Feng Mo said: "After entering, take a good look at what is inside. I am also very curious."

As he said that, he took out a black chain. There were various charms on the chain. It looked like it was not a mortal thing. The chain locked the strong man of the Pan God Clan tightly.

The strong men of the Pan God clan cried out and begged for mercy, but Feng Mo was indifferent.

The strong man from the Pan God Clan cried and said: "Please, bosses, please rescue me. My name is Jiang Jian. If I die, please set up a monument for me with my name."

Chu Hao said: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a monument, and your great contribution will be recorded in the annals of history."

"Go and see what's inside, pull the rope twice to mark it, and we'll pull you back."

It will be recorded in the annals of history. I was a guinea pig from the beginning, okay?

Jiang Jian cried and cried, but finally entered this great river in the sky.

He knew that if he didn't go in, the consequences would be even worse.

"Wow!"

When Jiang Jian entered the river, he was no different from being in the water. He looked at Feng Mo and Chu Hao and nodded.

ps: Ka Wen Ka feels uncomfortable. If you want to write about the afterlife, you have to fill in the pits. Take your time and make it enjoyable for everyone to read.


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