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"You are the only one left in the Wanxing Temple clan, Lord Wanxing Temple."

Fyodor said this sentence in an unclear manner, avoiding the explicit rejection of the Wanxing Temple expert.

The Wanxingsi family was unknown a long time ago, and they had more or less heard of someone with the surname Wanxingsi, but they really couldn't remember what they looked like, but when they looked back many years later, they would find out who they were at the beginning. What a secret greatness the Wanxing Temple has done.

It is difficult to start well and end well. The Wanxingsi family seems to be disgusted by fate, and finally there is only one seedling who is good at Wanxingsi.

"Since you know that the name of Wanxing Temple is on the "book", doesn't that prove that you have already obtained the "book"?What are you still looking for me for? "

Since the concept of "book" appeared, the game between the two has already begun. On the one hand, Fyodor, who is trying to draw Wanxing Temple's expertise into this chaotic situation, is on the other hand, Wanxing, who doesn't want to get involved too much. The temple is good.

Fyodor smiled, "Wanxingsi doesn't want to see his relatives?"

You are lonely all your life, don't you want to meet your loved ones who live in other people's memories?

"Your brother was once the most powerful person in the port mafia, and he chose to sacrifice for his loyal and best friend."

"The strongest in the magic world, and that poor little Wanxingsi."

"They all abandoned you..."

A wave of anger ignited in Wanxingsi Jianchang's heart, and Fyodor was indeed trying to provoke him.

A teenager can indeed give up all the things he doesn't want to hold in his hands, and he can also ignore the changes in everything in the world.

But loneliness occupied his heart. If he was in the abyss all the time, he could bear it, but it was not until he grew up that he learned about all the departed relatives from others.

Angry loneliness and painful wailing will devour the boy's heart.

Every Wanxing Temple has the power to change the world.

But so what, it's not that only Wanxing Temple is left alone.

A heaven full of blooming flowers is blowing.

The dream sensed the change of the master's mood and began to respond to the master's mood.

Only the "book" can change the established facts, as long as you ask, the "book" will definitely respond to you.

what will you doLord Wanxing Temple.

Fyodor thought badly.

What is the master of Wanxing Temple thinking?

He never forgot his purpose of living again.

All the leather cases are just necessary sacrifices to save the world, and he himself has no regrets.

Loneliness is a great hymn, togetherness is only for a while, loneliness is the norm.

Wanxing Temple looked down, and there was no wave in his heart, and the flash of anger just now disappeared.

The reason why he was angry was probably because he couldn't understand the way Fyodor was bewitching him with a winning chance.

Thinking of this, the master of Wanxing Temple also had bad thoughts in his heart.

It is impossible for Fyodor to provoke himself so much, and he will not fight back.

"Fyodor, do you really see clearly?"

"Wanxing Temple's choice is not wrong, and Wanxing Temple's choice has no retreat."

"Yes, we are Wanxing Temple."

The choice of Wanxing Temple may be heroic or sad, but they will never regret it.

Wanxing Temple knows that he doesn't miss his "relatives".Because he is also a member of Wanxing Temple, no one understands the strength of the Wanxing Temple clan better than him.

Their strength does not lie in their power to destroy heaven and earth.

There is only one kind of heroism in this world, and that is to still love life after recognizing the truth of life.

Know the thorns ahead.

Know that the future is slim.

Knowing that you can't do it, you can do it. This is Wanxing Temple.

Fyodor only felt that something hit his heart, and he should have understood it when he entered this dream.

The dream like the garden of heaven is the best inner reflection of Wanxing Temple.

His indifference, his indifference, are just appearances.

No one can shake Wanxing Temple's heart, just like the impact of the two people's dreams, there is no sign of fusion at all, "Hahaha, Wanxing Temple Lord, those who try to protect you are the most stupid." After Odor understood all this, he finally smiled happily.

Knowing that Wanxing Temple doesn't need protection at all, he will, like all relatives he has never met, create a drama of drunken dreams, waking dreams and dead, and finally make a grand exit.

"I'm looking forward to seeing your ending, Wanxingsi-kun."

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Seeing Fyodor's figure disappearing gradually, Wanhangsi knew that he was about to wake up.

It can only be said that when communicating with this kind of person, I don't need to say anything, and the other party will fill it all up.

Actually quite easy?

Besides, don't you have as many leather cases as you want? He is a wage earner, the kind who takes money to do things.

Just the moment he entered the dreamland, Wanxingsi discovered that the live broadcast could not follow him into the dreamland, and he had to find a way to explain it to the audience after going out later.

This is also a live broadcast accident, right?

Soon, the leader of Wanxing Temple felt sleepy, and finally woke up with a bright light.

But this place, looks quite wrong.

Wanxing Temple is famous for lying on a beach chair, the blue sky meets the sea, and the tall coconut trees form a beautiful seascape.

The bright sunshine hit his body, so that Wanxing Temple could not help but close his eyes and continue to sleep.

Shouldn't he faint on the side of the road at night before he falls asleep?Why are you at the beach now?

After thinking about this sentence, Wanxing Temple sat up abruptly when he saw that he was completely sleepless.

"Hey, little Wanxing Temple--"

This voice is not right.

Wanxing Temple turned his head and saw the real person sitting on a sun chair next to him.

? ?

【Master Wanxingsi is also confused hahaha...】

【Master Wanxingsi, after you and Fei Jia fainted, you were sold to Master Wanxingsi by Guolizi-】

【Grass, what I said earlier is correct, but I still find it weird! 】

【hateful!My Lord Wanxingsi is so pretty!The whole suture line was pulled on the forehead and I immediately Yue. 】

【Master Wanxingsi, you are now in Tuogen's domain!It is the companion of the real person! 】

After seeing Master Wanxingsi fainted at the beginning, the screen was full of question marks, causing the live broadcast room to freeze immediately. The administrator temporarily closed it, and then opened it again after quickly repairing it.

As soon as I opened it, I saw Fyodor's companion Gogol carrying the Wanxing Temple Master while carrying Feodor and handing the Wanxing Temple Master to the Curse Master Wanxing Temple.

Although it has been guessed before, when I actually saw the suture line on the forehead of the Immortal Buddha Wanxing Temple, the barrage still wailed.

The barrage explained positively, and Wanxing Temple was finally not so confused after being good at it.

He, Fyodor, knew that this guy was uneasy and kind, and thought of selling him early in the morning!

But Wanxing Temple was good at it and didn't think it was dangerous to stay in the realm of the curse spirit.

If you wanted to kill him, you would have done it long ago, so you don't have to wait until now to greet him.

"Xiao Wanxingsi-kun doesn't seem to be afraid at all... This is the realm of the curse spirits—"

The real person tried to frighten Wanxingsi, wanting to see fear or panic from the boy's eyes and face.

But nothing happened, and Zhenren could only sigh regretfully.

This one is just like the Lord of Great Wanxing Temple, no matter how big things are, he will not show his emotions on his face, it is not fun at all.

"What is Xiao Wanxing Temple Lord, please remove the small characters for me."

In the end, the chief of Wanxing Temple was most concerned about that strange title.

Real people don't want it, he stuck out his tongue, "Xiao-wan-xing-si-jun—"

Hard, fist hard.

Wanxing Temple stood up and looked around impatiently, trying to find a place to go out.

But obviously, this field exists to shut him down, and there is no obvious import and export at all.

Then the only way is to get rid of the super magic spirits in front of you.

The real person saw the intention of Wanxing Temple's master, although he really wanted to fight with Wanxing Temple's master and change him into his beloved object.But it's a pity that the curse master Wanxing Temple didn't let him do it.

"If the leader wants to leave, let him leave without fighting him."

The noble man was playing mahjong with the curse spirits at that time, and while deploying his plan, he also mentioned Wanxing Temple's expertise.

"Then what if I want to fight him?" The real person wanted to play tricks on Wanxing Temple's master.

Wanxingsi smiled, as if thinking of something funny, "In the best case, maybe you can leave a whole body."

Where did the curse spirit come from? If the curse power dissipated, there would be nothing left behind.

"If you want to go out, just go out." The real person pointed to the jungle in the distance on the right, and an apartment door suddenly appeared at the place where the jungle entered.

Wanxing Temple raised his eyebrows and felt even more weird.

He had a hunch that after he opened the door, he would meet the "person" he most wanted to see.

So the master of Wanxing Temple didn't pay attention to the super magic spirits in this area, but walked over and opened the door.

Just like Wanxingsi's good intuition, he finally saw himself.

Navy blue hair, pale eyes, and familiar gold-rimmed glasses and a suit.

It's just that in the past, Wanxing Temple was good at looking at itself in the mirror, but now it looks at "others" directly.

The only sense of disobedience is the seam on the forehead, which is so abrupt that it reminds Wanxing Temple of the identity of the person in front of him.

[Ahhhhh Sabi's brain is blown! 】

[Master Wanxing Temple is about to kill him! 】

[Don't touch my Master Wanxingsi's body, bastard! 】

The barrage began to frantically brush again, and Wanxing Temple's good mood was the same as most barrages.

Other than nausea, it's just discomfort.

From Ron Suo's point of view, the slightly frowned brows of the Wanxing Temple chief showed that he was not at peace, and the Wanxing temple chief had already guessed his identity.But since I haven't seen it, I can't be sure.

Wanxingsi is known as a child who lacks love, and the emotions in the past few months can't fill his empty heart for more than ten years.

"See you, I'm your uncle."

Yansuo opened his hands, wanting to welcome the child.

Stealing my body and calling me uncle?

The master of Wanxing Temple cursed in his heart.

What uncle shit.