I Just Want To Be Quiet

"This is a fake! He even dared to do it, he must be trying to kill someone!"

"Yes! This fake has been knocked down, I am the real body!"

"We are all!"

"You are all fake, I am the ontology, and there is only one real ontology, and that is me!"

"I am the real incarnation!"

"I am the real incarnation!"

"You are all fake! There is really only one, it's me!"

"not me!"

"None! It's really me! Only me!"

These Fu Xuanxu and Pei Ling yelled with hatred and distorted faces, their expressions were mad, but they didn't continue their hands.

Swipe...

Boom boom boom boom...

After a fierce movement, the battle on Pei Ling's side also ended.

"This fake finally can't move!"

"Fake is fake! I am the real Pei Ling!"

"I'm Pei Ling, you are all fakes!"

"We are all Pei Ling, you are the fake!"

"No, there is only one Pei Ling, and that's me!"

"None of you! You are all impersonating, I am Pei Ling!"

All Fu Xuanxu and Pei Ling began to quarrel, and the oil lamp had already begun to dim and gradually went out of the confession.

Fu Xuanxu kept coughing, his breath quickly waned, and blood slowly dripped from the seven orifices.

Starting from Chezhou, this Pei Ling showed off his charms, breaking the blood with one knife, breaking out of the encirclement of mad demon aliens, and slashing Su Lijing's incarnation to break the game, taking them to Wanyuhai together...

Afterwards, the crisis of the human skin lantern was also caused by the demon sacred son in time to let him escape from the dead.

The will of the Fallen Immortal needs the power of law, and the other party takes the lead, stepping into this dangerous and treacherous land with him...

Perhaps in the magic door, this Pei Ling is indeed a demon with all evil, scheming, and unscrupulous, but when facing a real dilemma, the other party is a reliable ally who can completely entrust his back.

Right now the two are fighting side by side again, no need to say more, they cooperate tacitly, but unfortunately they are not strong enough to get enough time for the other party...

Thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed in Fu Xuanxu's eyes, and he suddenly shouted with all his strength: "Shengzi, can you still move?"

The next moment, Pei Ling's voice came from the other side of the tuwu: "Yes!"

Fu Xuanxu took a deep breath, and said, "I have one last resort. If Shengzi Pei can escape, I also ask Shengzi to protect my juniors and sisters at the critical moment!"

With that said, he no longer waited for Pei Ling to answer, his aura quickly soared, and he was about to explode!

But at this time.

"Squeak."

The simple wooden door opened again.

But this time, no one came in.

The moment the wooden door opened, all Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu in the earth hut, no matter whether they were true or not, lost their magical power and body control in an instant.

Fu Xuanxu was shocked, and the blew that had just started, was immediately interrupted.

The next moment, a huge palm came in, first took off the unfinished hemp rope hanging on the wall, and then grabbed all Fu Xuanxu one by one, pierced his neck one by one, pierced the hemp rope, knotted, and hung. Come on... the real Fu Xuanxu is among them!

Immediately afterwards, this giant hand grabbed all the Pei Ling from the soil hut, and used the remaining hemp rope to wear all Pei Ling in the same way.

After doing all this, the owner of the giant hand carried two strings of Fu Xuanxu and Pei Ling who were still struggling, and immediately stood up.

The oil lamp on the confession did not know when it had been injected with new oil, and it burned again.

The fire light illuminates the face of the master of the giant hand, it is a huge Fu Xuan Xu!

Fu Xuanxu turned around, and fire light shone from behind him, dragging a thick and long shadow, blending with the outlines of the surrounding utensils.

Rough tables and chairs are placed on the slender and smooth dirt floor. The soil wall is hung with straws, quilts, cattail shoes and other farm tools. Near the door, there are also some baskets. Under the beam, there are several bamboo baskets covered with cloth, bulging in the center, and it seems that there are some easy-to-preserve items stored.

The room on the left hand reveals half of an earthen stove and a water tank; behind the door frame on the right hand, there is a faintly gray tent hanging down, and the corner of the tent is a bit cold. It is a diamond mirror covered with dust. The frame is old and seems to have gone through countless years. , The mirror surface has a bright cold light.

Standing in the middle of the earthen house, Fu Xuanxu weighed the two strings of dolls in his hands before walking outside the house.

Following his pace, the two strings of dolls began to dry out quickly.

Outside the house, the original two strings of dolls have already turned into two strings of dried peppers that are dried without moisture and are bright and dripping.

A few strings of peppers, eggplants, garlic and the like are already hanging under the thatched eaves. Bright red, sauce purple, forest white...The three colors are hanging down the soil wall, and it looks like a picture scroll with a peasant atmosphere, full of joy and tranquility of the harvest.

Fu Xuanxu raised his arm and hung the two new pepper strings next to the old pepper string.

At this time, a burly figure appeared in the white mist in the distance.

Soon, a majestic warrior holding a butcher knife walked out of the white mist, his complexion was dark, his eyes were dark, and his body was wrapped in heavy yin. Wherever he went, the gray-black frost and snow instantly condensed.

The ghost stepped heavily on a group of thorns and went straight to the earthen house.

Fu Xuanxu stood motionless under the eaves. After the other party approached, he asked in a hoarse voice: "The stuff has just been made, how many strings do you need?"

The Wufu ghost pointed to the two bunches of peppers that Fu Xuanxu had just hung up, and said in a erratic tone: "These two bunches look very delicious!"

Fu Xuanxu nodded, then took the two bunches of peppers and passed them.

After the Takeo ghost took it impatiently, he opened his mouth wide, his lips and fangs were cold, and he bit down.

The gurgling blood flowed out in an instant...

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seaside.

pier.

Suddenly, the sea was calm and gusty.

The cold wind swept in all directions like a blade, and the jet black sea water rolled.

In the stormy waves, the fishing boat was suddenly thrown onto the top of the wave, and suddenly shot into the bottom of the water. It was extremely thrilling and continued to sail to the pier with great difficulty.

Seeing the fishing boat getting closer and closer, Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye immediately retreated back.

Soon, the fishing boat docked at the trestle bridge, and the sail slowly landed.

A chunky figure appeared on the deck.

But it was an extremely aging old man, with layers of wrinkles on his face, hanging down like a veil, and he could barely see his facial features. There was nothing in the eye sockets, but a black hole.

The whole body is full of Yin Qi, vaguely condensed into a faint black aura.

The old man silently put down the anchor, jumped on the trestle bridge, tied the cable with some effort, and then stepped on the fishing boat again, pulling a huge fishing net, and towed it towards the trestle bridge.