Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 1081

There are too many guys who are bluffing people by skill names these days. With Liu Renjun’s information channels, I know that there are no fewer than 80 evolvers in Mingguang Base City who have mastered the “soul stripping”.

One of them impressed him very deeply. It is said that his “soul stripping” skill can peel off the smell of stinky mandarin fish and superimpose it on stinky tofu or vice versa. It doesn’t matter if Liu Renjun eats more at his stall at the time. He bought forty pieces of stinky tofu, which was the most hearty time he got into the Mingguang base city in disguise to see the people’s sentiments.

Uh, it turns out that the experience of eating stinky tofu is obviously not able to be used in battle scenes…

Liu Renjun was panicking a group now, and he obviously went to great lengths to fill up the almost perfect soul container, and even the dozens of ancestors of his own family were thrown into the garbage by him!

now what?

With the container, the so pure and flawless little cabbage’s soul was gnawed by the pig again…

No one could hear what was said later, because the uncle Warlock put the goods in with a flick of his sleeve.

The warlock snorted.

Without the support of Dashu Dad, who has the power of the security check system of the two worlds, Liu Renjun, even if his combat power is high in the hands of a warlock, can’t turn over the waves-the universe in his sleeves is an absolutely bug-level skill.

“Huh~”

“This is over?”

“As soon as the boss stretches out his hand, he knows if there is any.”

Uncle Warlock pointed at the tree,

“This tree is left to you to solve, Liu Renjun has no contact with it anymore.”

He was talking to the people of the garrison and the occurrence committee. As for how it would be resolved, the warlock didn’t care about it and didn’t know.

The only thing the warlock wanted to know was how the Snowman broke the link between Liu Renjun and the Tree of Life, so he asked cautiously.

The snowman raised his crystal clear face,

“A small ability, a small skill that all women want.”

“?”

“Discounts, discounts in various senses, compulsory passiveness.”

“ヾ(｡ꏿ﹏ꏿ)ﾉﾞ”

The Uncle Warlock thought carefully for a while, and he was immediately envious.

“No wonder the Gao family only left so little money to let Linzi feed you for so long…”

His uncle Warlock has to save a meal for a long time!

The snowman hummed.

“But this has nothing to do with Liu Renjun directly…”

“Stupid, polyphonic characters, can’t be discounted, of course, it’s when another sound is used!”