Returning to the

main line, let's cut the picture back to the long-lost Fang Qin perspective.

[Storm Dragon: Before I know it, I haven't spoken in four chapters! ] 】

Storm Dragon don't interject!

[Storm Dragon: (covers his mouth)]

Okay, now let's see what happened on Fang Qin's side....

Fang Qin is engaged in a space-time confrontation with Mr. Anziurgon, the supreme existence of Nazalik's Great Tomb, in [Sin of Wrath] mode! It's super unfolding!

[Storm Dragon: [Fierce battle! Bone の Aotian VS Rage のFarrell! Showdown! 】]

Where is the fierce fight, the two have not yet fought... Then again, didn't Fang Qin say that he just knocked Nabei along the way? How did this happen?

[Storm Dragon: I know I know, I watched the whole time! ] It's Fang Qin, he...]

You shut up, if you finish a sentence for me, I will change the next few thousand words to your eulogy.

[Storm Dragon: (Erlian covers his mouth)]

Let's turn back the time to Fang Qin just arrived in front of the purple tent.

Fang Qin kept the skill [High-speed Movement] turned on along the way, and soon came from the carving craft shop to the purple tent in the deep alley.

Fang Qin originally wanted to lift the curtain directly and go in, but vaguely remembered that last time Nabei seemed to have said what trigger grid magic to add at the door, and I don't know if it has been added now...

You still have to be polite, how can you enter the door without saying hello! What I hate the most in my life is the person who enters the room and does not knock (convinced)!

It's not because of the trigger grid magic!

"Is Miss Nabe there?"

After a few moments, Nabei's cold voice sounded in the tent:

"Come in."

Fang Qin opened the curtain and entered the tent, and saw that Nabei was still sitting quietly across the round table as last time, and the crystal ball on the table, the ink bottle on the side, and the quill in the bottle did not seem to have changed position.

How is it similar to fixed-point NPCs in RPG games.

Fang Qin looked around and did not see Jingjiang's figure.

It seems that he has been sent to prison.

"Are you?" Nabei saw that the visitor was the nasty messenger of the gods, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Surprised," Fang Qin walked to the round table and opened his arms, making an exaggerated gesture, "Surprised? "

What's there to be surprised and surprised," Nabei's brows tightened when she heard this, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Fang Qin pulled away the stool in front of the round table and sat up unceremoniously.

"I'm fine," Fang Qin propped his arm on the round table, supported his chin with his palm, and stared at Nabei with a smile, "I just think you might miss me, so I came to see you."

Nabei's gaze became cold when she heard this.

"Be respectful, then the people of Salic are insulted at will, even if they are lackeys of God."

Fang Qin showed a puzzled look.

"Don't want me? Then why did you send someone to stare at me? I thought you were afraid that I would mess with flowers everywhere!

Fang Qin's words at this moment were even more rude than Fang Cai's, but Nabei did not reprimand like she did just now, and her brows furrowed because of anger and doubt also stretched at this moment, and her expression returned to her usual cold state.

That's right, the watcher, as Fang Qin expected, was sent by Nabei, and the one who turned into ashes this morning was a thief adventurer with spatial talent (short-distance telescopic) controlled by her trap contract.

At the moment when the communication bracelet shattered, Nabei used the rules of the contract to erase the soul and body of the thief adventurer.

In Nabei's opinion, the thief adventurer is dead, and it is a complete demise at the soul level, and there is no proof of death, and now the green-skinned two-legged sheep in front of him is at most suspected of being his own doing, but there is no evidence at all.

"I don't understand what you mean."

Fang Qin smiled and pretended to be dead? It's exactly what I thought when I came.

"Is that how the Great Tomb of Salik behaved? Dare to do it or not? Is this the good education of Ainziurgon, or is this his usual style that makes you feel obsessed? Come, tell me about it, is it good for flying squirrels to teach or are you self-taught?

"Shut up! You dung-eating dog behind this dung-making god! The supreme existence is what you maggots can denigrate! When Nabei heard this, she slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Fang Qin's nose and scolding.

Nabei, who looked cold, scolded people and was unexpectedly ferocious.

Fang Qin was stunned by this extremely impactful scene.

It is said that my current persona is the messenger of the gods, and Nabei scolded me and the gods I believe in like this, should I be angry now?

Fang Qin thought so, well, he should really be angry now.

"You! You dare to insult the gods I believe in! Fang Qin put on an expression of anger and disbelief, and pointed at Nabei with a trembling index finger.

"You were the first to speak."

"That's also because you're pretending to be stupid and stunned."

"Then what evidence do you have that the person who spied on you was sent by me?"

"What proof do I need, told to me by the all-knowing and all-powerful Ultimate God, do you think that the things you have done can be hidden from God's eyes?" Fang Qin has no evidence, but he has a God of Ultimate Yan that is as easy to use as a golden oil.

Did the God of the End tell you again? Nabei was a little speechless when she heard this, and said that it was only because the "relatively big" occasionally glanced twice? Now even if I send someone to monitor such a trifle, the God of Death knows and tells his own believers....

Are you sure this is just an occasional glance? It's all about staring!

Nabei was silent for a moment, and then said resentfully:

"The final god you believe in, is the priesthood a voyeur?"

The scolding is clever, if it is placed in normal times, Fang Qin will not be stingy with his praise, but now it is hindered by his position and personality...

"Daring, you still dare to say sarcastic words to the God of Death!"

"No, just curious to ask."

Now that the evidence is conclusive, Nabei no longer continues to pretend to be stupid.

"Okay, I admit that I sent someone to spy on you, but I think this kind of thing is very normal, after all, between you and me..." Nabei suddenly thought that everyone on the other side seemed to know Nazalik very well, so she changed her tone, "I don't know much about you, so I need to monitor to make sure that you keep the agreement."

"But don't forget, the agreement between us is not only not to expose each other, but also that the well water does not violate the river water," Fang Qin said while tapping his index finger on the tabletop, "You sent someone to monitor me, which kind of well water does not violate the river water?"

"Did

I say that the will of the gods is not dictated by anyone, and that only I am the messenger of God?"

Nabey was silent, because as this greenskin said, it was true.

"Also, leaving aside the agreement you didn't keep, even the agreement you are temporarily observing now, I don't feel that you will abide by it for too long," Fang Qin narrowed his eyes, "After all, the fact that you expect someone who has already exploded his identity to keep the secret of his identity for me according to the original agreement is a little embarrassing for you." "

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