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Chapter 949 Wingman(2/2)

【SIR, your phone is infected?】



A place of action not far away.

The waitress brought a cup of Lingyu tea with a slight smile, placed it lightly on the table of Saint Junnuo, and said softly: "The gentleman invited you."

Saint Junnuo frowned subconsciously.

"The bill has been paid." The waitress said quickly and left quickly, without giving the other party any chance to refuse - obviously she was quite skilled at this kind of thing.

Looking at the lukewarm spiritual tea, Saint Junnuo couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What does it mean?

Did he notice something?

In confusion, Saint Junnuo picked up a note that was pressed under the cup holder.

——[There are three thousand things in the floating world, but there are three things I love.]

——[Sun, Moon and Qing.]

——[The sun is morning and the moon is evening.]

——[Qing is morning and evening.]

hiss--!

Even with the saint's cultivation level, a feeling of physical discomfort suddenly appeared out of thin air at this moment... It's too oily!

She was silent for a while, then took another look at the teacup in front of her, which reflected the blue sky and white clouds, as well as a vague white shadow... Saint Junnuo then got up and left with a serious face.

Not far away, Sir Lin heard some noises and turned around subconsciously. He saw that the veiled woman had left at some point, so he didn't take it to heart.

Ding--!!

News from Miyuki.

Busy!



In the back alley of the long street, a strange little beast ran as fast as thunder and crashed into a white figure that seemed to be looming.

Tantai Wuque directly pressed out a palm.

A dull sound sounded, the little beast fell back, and Tantai Wuque fell to the ground as light as a feather.

Goddess Junnuo came slowly and quickly, and the little beast grunted and returned to the saint.

Tantai Wuque looked at her for a few times and said calmly: "[Netherworld] Saint?"

"You know me?" Jia Junnuo was slightly surprised.

There are many people who know that there is a saint in [Netherworld], but very few have actually seen her... Mainly because she doesn't walk much in the outside world.

Tantai Wuque smiled half-heartedly and said, "Not only do I know you, I have even observed you for a while."

[The Ninth Prison] is indeed an inhuman place, and strangers should not approach it... But there is no place in this world that Master [Red Tide] cannot go to, and Master's concealment skills have reached the limit of the world.

During the years when she followed Master [Red Tide], she measured the earth and traveled all over [Canglan] and [Foreign Land]. She also quietly left her footprints on the land of underworld. She was actually no stranger to this saint who walked on the land of underworld.

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Jia Junnuo couldn't help but remain silent... Are the frequency of encountering people of unknown origin these days too high?

"Why are you spying on me?" the saint asked suddenly.

"No, you are not worthy of my monitoring." Tantai Wuque shook his head, "Even what [Netherworld] is doing is not worth it. I am not interested in you. As long as you don't hinder me, it's Hejing

No offense."

Jia Junnuo's heart moved, "Is your target that young man...Lin Feng?"

"He has already been booked by someone, you'd better stay away." Tantai Wuque dodged into the air, "Remember my words, if He Jing doesn't offend, [Netherworld] Saint, I'm afraid there won't be much time left for [Netherworld].

If you have more, you can take care of yourself."

Jia Junnuo's eyes narrowed for a moment.

——She knows about the [Netherworld] Holy Emperor?!

Jia Junnuo suddenly felt uneasy, so she waved her hand.

Then two wandering gods, one black and one white, emerged from the ground, bowing their heads in awe, "What are the saint's orders?"

"I need to know more information about the [Fire Cloud] Team." Jia Junnuo muttered: "Everyone."

The two wandering gods quickly agreed. Although the wandering gods are not good at this kind of ordinary intelligence collection... there will always be a way.









[Fire Cloud] City.

Brother Tyrannosaurus has been in a miserable state recently. He has little soup and water every day... He has not eaten meat for a long, long time.

"Ah...Brother Long!"

"I'm very angry, hurry up! Now! I'll give you three minutes!"

"??"

"Five million! Speed!" Brother Tyrannosaurus urged in an extremely eager tone: "That guy will be back soon! I have to do my daily homework later!"

"immediately!"

The woman squatted down slowly, her tongue could dance!

At the same time, outside the billiards room, a handsome bald man in a white cassock was returning from the spring equinox, greeting the vendors in the nearby streets one by one.

The handsome bald boy got a lot today, a whole high-grade beast!

At this time, everyone was already used to seeing this handsome bald man walking with a large bull beast on his shoulders. They were already used to the weird behavior of this master in the [Kowloon Billiards Room].

"Master Three Burials, today's milk tea is seventy percent sweet!"

"Thank you, donor. Your wife should not cheat on you this year. Amitabha, that's good."

"...Master, I'm really grateful, but you'd better not come tomorrow."

The handsome bald boy did not choose take-out milk tea, and drank it directly in front of the store, chatting blindly with the milk tea shop owner... While they were chatting, a giant signboard suddenly fell down on the street in front of him and hit the middle of the street.

The crowd dispersed... It should have been a scene of panic, but at this time it was very calm, and several community monks directly worked together to carry the giant sign down.

The handsome bald boy sighed at this moment, "There is still true love in the world... be brave and evil!"

The handsome bald boy suddenly shouted, and the milk tea shop owner turned pale with fright. The handsome bald boy stretched out his hand and grabbed a ripple from the air.

Then a handsome man with long pointed ears and wearing green vine armor was grabbed by the throat and pulled out from the rippling space!

The owner of the milk tea shop couldn't help being shocked, and two words suddenly appeared in his mind: Stranger!



——Three Burial Mage(????)

——Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger!

——It is recommended to commit suicide and return to the city...
Chapter completed!
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