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Chapter five hundred and eighteenth fantasy(2/2)

"Monkey Satoshi, what do you think?"

Fang Yuan looked at the monk next to him.

"Amitabha……"

Jiese had already eaten a chicken leg voraciously, rubbing the fat on his mouth. Hearing this, his face turned right: "Donor Lu has already walked onto the evil path. If he wants to continue to survive, he has to trade with the pawn shop again and again, release the curse and harm the people. It is in the sense of emotion and reason, and I cannot see this scene continue!"

"Damn! I have known for a long time that you, a monk, are not a good person!"

Lu Bingqi shouted in grief and anger.

His life is at stake. Of course he wants to resist, but seeing Fang Yuan's previous skill in beating the evil ghost, he knew that he had no choice at all.

At this moment, he rolled his eyes and said, "What are you going to do? Tell me!"

"It's very simple, destroying transactions and causing pawn shops to interfere, in order to detect its ability..."

Fang Yuan looked around and said, "This place is very suitable... Of course, I have to make arrangements first. Monk, if you have any methods to keep the box, use it quickly, as it will be too late for a while."

"Amitabha, I am just thinking this way!"

After eating and drinking, the monk Abstinent returned to his appearance as a monk: "If you can solve this hell, it will be a matter of immeasurable merit!"
Chapter completed!
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