Chapter 1021 Just Finished. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

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

"Not bad! This fake has been knocked down, I am the real body!"

"We are all!"

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

"I am the real avatar!"

"I am the real incarnation!"

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

"not me!!"

"Neither! It's really me! Only me!!"

These Fu Xuanxu and Pei Ling yelled with hateful eyes and distorted faces, their expressions were crazy, but they did not continue to attack.

swipe...

Boom boom boom boom boom...

After some intense commotion, the battle on Pei Ling's side also ended.

"This fake can't move at last!"

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

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

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

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

"Neither of you! You are all impersonators. I am Pei Ling!"

All the Fu Xuanxu and Pei Ling started to quarrel. According to the confession, the oil lamps had already started to dim and gradually went out.

Fu Xuanxu coughed continuously, his breath quickly faded, and blood slowly dripped from the seven orifices.

Starting from Chezhou, this Pei Ling showed his demeanor of transforming gods for thousands of calamities, cutting blood one by one, breaking through the siege of crazy demons and alien races, and beating Su Lijing's incarnation to break the situation, and took them to the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Bodies...

Later, the crisis of the human skin lantern was only escaped by the devil's holy son in time.

The will of a fallen fairy requires the power of law, and the other party is even more ahead of the curve, stepping into this dangerous and treacherous land with him...

Perhaps in the Demon Sect, Pei Ling is indeed a wicked, scheming, and unscrupulous devil, but when faced with real difficulties, the other party is a reliable ally who can completely rely on his back.

Right now, the two are fighting side by side again. Needless to say, they cooperate tacitly. It's a pity that they are not strong enough to buy enough time for each other...

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

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

Fu Xuanxu took a deep breath, and said again: "I still have one last move. If Shengzi Pei can escape, I ask Shengzi to protect my brothers and sisters at the critical moment!"

As he said that, he stopped waiting for Pei Ling's answer, and the aura around him rose rapidly, as if he was about to explode himself!

However, at this moment.

"Squeak."

The crude 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 earthen hut, whether they were real or not, lost their mana and control of their bodies in an instant.

Fu Xuanxu was startled, and the self-destruction that had just started was interrupted immediately.

The next moment, a huge hand stretched in, first took off the unfinished hemp ropes hanging on the wall, and then grabbed all the Fu Xuanxu out one by one, pierced their necks one by one, threaded them into the hemp ropes, tied them, and hung them up. At the same time... the real Fu Xuanxu is also among them!

Immediately afterwards, this giant hand grabbed all the Pei Lings from the earthen house, and used the remaining hemp rope to thread all the Pei Lings in the same way.

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

The oil lamp on the confession case has been injected with new lamp oil at some point, and it is burning blazingly again.

The flame illuminated the face of the owner of the giant hand, and it was an incomparably huge Fu Xuanxu!

Fu Xuanxu turned around, and the firelight shone from behind him, dragging out a thick and slender shadow, blending with the outlines of the surrounding utensils.

Rough tables and chairs are placed on the spotless flat dirt floor, and farm tools such as bamboo hats, coir raincoats, and straw sandals are hung on the dirt walls, and some baskets are placed near the door. Under the crossbeam, there are several bamboo baskets covered with cloth, bulging inside, as if storing some easy-to-preserve items.

In the room on the left, there is half an earthen stove and a water tank exposed; behind the door frame on the right, there is a faint gray and white curtain hanging down, and the corner of the curtain is a little cold, and it is a dusty rhombic mirror. The frame is old, as if it has gone through countless years. However, the mirror still has a bright and cold light.

Fu Xuanxu stood in the middle of the earthen house, weighed the two strings of puppets in his hands, and then walked outside the house.

Following his pace, the two strings of puppets began to shrivel up quickly.

Outside the house, the original two strings of dolls have turned into two strings of dried chili peppers that have been sun-dried without moisture.

Under the thatched eaves, there are already several bunches of peppers, eggplants, garlic and the like. Bright red, soy purple, and forest white... the three colors hang down on the side of the earth wall, looking like a picture scroll with a very rural atmosphere, full of joy and tranquility of the harvest.

Fu Xuanxu raised his arm and hung the two new chili strings next to the old ones.

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

Soon, a majestic warrior holding a butcher's knife walked out of the white mist. His complexion was black and dark, his eyes were gloomy, and a thick yin energy wrapped around his body. Wherever he went, gray-black frost and snow condensed instantly.

The ghost stepped heavily over the thorns and went straight to the earthen house.

Fu Xuanxu stood motionless under the thatched eaves, and when the other party approached, he asked in a hoarse voice: "I just finished the stuff, how many strings do I need?"

The warrior ghost pointed to the two strings of peppers that Fu Xuanxu had just hung up, and said in an erratic tone, "These two strings look very delicious!"

Fu Xuanxu nodded, then took off the two bunches of peppers and handed them over.

After the martial arts ghost couldn't wait to take it, it immediately opened its bloody mouth, the corners of its lips were cold and its fangs were cold, and it bit down.

The gurgling blood flowed out instantly...

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seaside.

pier.

The sea that was originally calm suddenly blew up with strong winds.

The cold wind slashed in all directions like a knife's edge, and the black sea water roared and rolled.

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

Seeing the fishing boat getting closer and closer, Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye immediately backed away.

Soon, the fishing boat docked at the bank of the trestle bridge, and the sails slowly descended.

On the deck, a chunky figure appeared.

But it was an extremely old man, with layers of wrinkles on his face, hanging down like a curtain, and he could hardly see his facial features clearly. There was nothing in the eye sockets, but a pitch black void.

His whole body was full of Yin Qi, vaguely condensed into a faint black breath.

The old man lowered the anchor silently, jumped onto the trestle, tied the cable with some difficulty, then stepped onto the fishing boat again, pulled a huge fishing net, and dragged it towards the trestle.

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