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Chapter 239 Pure Land (1)(2/2)

No wonder the breath felt a little familiar just now.

At this moment, Weier was wearing a decent black dress, following the funeral crowd, and her sharpness when holding the sword was completely lost.

ah!

When Fu Qian was observing, the other party also noticed him. The next moment, Weier was stunned and lost his voice. It was obvious that he did not expect to see him here.

After screaming softly, Weir noticed something strange around her, calmed down, and nodded slightly in greeting to Fu Qian.

He said hello in a natural manner and glanced at the photo on the tombstone.

His beard and hair are all white, his face is kind, and he looks like an old man who has died.

There was nothing unusual about the body.

If a demigod dies, the body will not simply rot, but will most likely become serious pollutants, which cannot be blocked by a thin coffin.



"Mr. Fu Qian!"

After coming out of the cemetery, Fu Qian stood not far away for a while, and soon heard Weir's soft call.

Sure enough, this guy caught up with me.

When Fu Qian turned around, the latter was surprised and confused.

"I didn't expect to meet here. How did you come to such a remote place?"

"Vacation."

Before paying, he pointed to the suitcase at his feet nonchalantly.

Vacation?

Weier frowned and didn't seem to believe it.

However, considering this man's great achievements in the past, she was wise and did not continue to ask further questions.

"What about you, what are you doing here?"

Fu Qian asked back, as it is a forbidden area for extraordinary people, there is a high probability that Weier's appearance here is not on vacation.

In fact, he already had an answer.

"I……"

Weier looked a little embarrassed.

"I came to see my sister."
Chapter completed!
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