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Chapter 225 Coincidence(2/2)

‘I am clearly helping the Qin siblings avenge regardless of life and death, but why do I look a bit like a villain at this time!’

Somewhat could not bear the miserable atmosphere of the siblings, Fang Yuan walked out of the door and wandered around the county town.

As the leader of a county, this county town is very lively and is a little more prosperous than his secluded country.

‘Speaking of this, I don’t really understand the Daqian power, and the information of the dream master is even more secret…’

Fang Yuan couldn't help but recall the Qing Ghost Venerable whom he saw in Yang Fan's real dream last time he fell in love with him.

He seems to be a giant dream master of the evil sect, and there is a huge sect behind it.

Of course, in the real world, Yang Fan did not become a dream master and directly defeated one of the clones of the Qing Ghost Venerable.

On the contrary, Yang Fan was probably accepted as a disciple by the Qinggui Venerable, and even cut off the common deeds for him and destroyed the entire Yang family.

However, later, Yang Fan's cultivation level was great, and it was hard to say whether he had a master and apprentice turned against him and fought against him.

"The dream master's requirements for getting started are too high. Even in Daqian, he cherishes his profession and extraordinary supernatural powers. He can't see it anywhere..."

Fang Yuan went to a teahouse and ordered a few refreshments at will.

Not long after, the tea soup came up, and the fragrance was full of spiritual tea, and the pastries were also made of spiritual ingredients, making them extremely ingenious.

“Huh?”

At this time, a caravan slowly entered the city. On one of the carriages, his jade hand lifted the curtain, and showed a pair of star-like eyes, as if he was looking around unintentionally.

Suddenly, the two eyes met and they were shocked.

"This feeling...Dream Master!"

Fang Yuan took a sip of spiritual tea: "Such a coincidence? Could it be for the Qin clan meeting? If so, it would be an opportunity to get in touch with the Daqian Meng Master Realm..."

...

"Miss?"

In front of the carriage, the old man who was driving the car paused and asked in confusion.

His palms were thick and extremely stable. He was a Wuzong, but at this time he treated this lady as if he was facing the gods serving him.

"Nothing, go!"

A misty voice came from the carriage.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the owner of his eyes inside was also confused: "Mr. Dream Master? Could it be the helper invited by the Qin family? I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains in a boring task that I took on!"
Chapter completed!
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