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Chapter 1829 the wicked

Wu Feng was waiting for the words of Lao Liu. At this time, he had already pulled out the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, followed Lao Liu's head with the little ghost baby and the yellow-haired monkey, jumped and landed lightly behind Lao Liu's head.

The fat monk and others had already discovered their whereabouts the moment Lao Liu set off. They were shocked at the moment. Unexpectedly, they had been busy for most of the day and some people were secretly peeking.

So, the fat monk waved his hand and made everyone stop, squint his eyes and looked at Lao Liutou and Wu Feng who were blocking in front of everyone.

When the fat monk's eyes fell on the yellow-haired monkey squatting on Wu Feng's shoulder, he suddenly realized something and his eyes became vicious.

The two gangs looked at each other for a moment, and after a short while, the fat monk said gloomyly: It seems that the two have been peeping at me for a long time, what do you want to do

Stop talking nonsense and leave the soul sealing pot in your hands and leave you with a complete corpse. Otherwise, let you die without a complete corpse Wu Feng took a step forward, his aura was fully opened, and a pressure swept across, which made the fat monk stunned. He never expected why a boy under twenty years old would have such a large aura. If he had no deep cultivation, he would never have been like this.

At the beginning, when Fat Monk saw them, he did not take them seriously. An old man, in his seventies or eighties, did not feel how powerful he was. The boy was less serious when he was less than twenty years old. However, when Wu Feng stood up, Fat Monk knew that he underestimated them. The aura of the boy would take at least decades to cultivate.

However, although the fat monk was surprised, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he smiled sarcastically and said loudly: Little boy, he was so angry, he was not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue. If you want to steal the soul sealing jar in my hand, do you have the ability? I thought you were a righteous person, but it turned out that they were all evil and crooked like us. Those who wanted to steal the soul sealing jar were not good people.

You can't control whether we are good people or not, but you are all vicious people, and this has become a definite number. I originally thought that you came here for the sake of the people of Xisipo to collect the old lady's wronged soul. It was not until now that I found out the reason. It turned out that you were all designed. Li Huaishui is yours. His mother was also instructed to kill him. He also instigated Li Huaishui to dig out his mother's body in the middle of the night and put it on a soul sealing nail. What a vicious method. Are you not afraid of being punished by God?

Old man Liu said angrily.

If you are afraid of these many causes and effects, I will not come to this Xisi Slope. If you are aware of it, don’t block me. Otherwise, you will end up like Mrs. Li, and you may be even worse than her. The fat monk glared at his eyes, the fat on his face trembled, and his aura suddenly arose.
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