Chapter 1986: The Bliss of Mathematics (Forty-two)
I still didn’t catch up.
Although the process was just a guess and even the result was expected, Fu Qian still expressed deep regret for the fact that the predecessor who had been with God for a long time was unable to meet.
Of course, this regret only exists in logical thinking, and there is no resource to be allocated to the emotions.
When I first met the White-Shouting Temple, facing the giant finger ball that was about to explode, the scene I had once sighed about to appear in my head.
His head was full of yellowness, and the ecstasy exhibition hall that he could find from the first floor to the first hundredth floor... At this moment, he made sure that the joy of reproduction in his head was less than three digits, but he was sure that it was almost the same.
Compared with those superiors I met in the past, Master Weidai has a clear meaning of love and hate. After recognizing himself from the church just now, he started to do it with a heavy blow.
If you don't have to follow some rules of this great world in essence, the influence you exert is just a spiritual category in the final analysis, and you may have changed your shape.
When the reason for this style of behavior is that after another contact, the previous view is still tending to maintain the previous view-although the power level is high, the priest of the stomach bag is not very good.
Even though he is so cute, he can be called a clear stream among the many superiors he has come into contact with.
...
Of course, Qingliu can drown people, and the situation in front of you is proof.
Fu Qian knew clearly that he had not had much time to maintain his free will to move.
But it doesn't matter, don't forget that Qingliu was invited by yourself.
The attitude of Your Excellency Weidai towards this Pure Land is quite ambiguous after observing it all the way.
Combined with His unbending style, three relatively confident conclusions can be drawn -
First of all, the Pure Land is not His territory, otherwise He would not have to deal with himself so hard.
Secondly, He is working hard to turn the Pure Land into His territory, and the churches he has seen are proof of the erosion of power.
In the end, His power is a little close to the Pure Land.
Because when I was praying for "bliss" in the second heaven, I actually simulated layers of joy in my mind, and it really resonated with "bliss".
And with these three points, in theory, I am actively contaminated, and my current situation is better than before.
There is an ancient man who has been eyeing him behind his back, and he has not even acted before.
I want to break the void continuously again, and there is no need to think about the dangers.
And after the will is completely corrupted and becomes a puppet in the stomach bag, there may be a certain probability that it will transform into a minion and be used to erode the Pure Land.
In a sense, it is considered a scrambler. Whether it is active or passive, you can use this power to fight against the ancients.
Even in the end, after completely turning this Pure Land into the Pleasure Realm, maybe you can complete the task easily.
"... Do you believe they were not killed by me?"
While optimistic and imaginative, the words just now finally aroused Brother Chan's emotions, and his smile turned into surprise, and he looked straight over.
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It is worthy of being the tombkeeper who has selected the stubborn stone. It is probably quite difficult to enlighten it.
Looking at the confession brother who became energetic in an instant, Fu Qian naturally understood that he was because he mentioned that he might not have committed a murder.
Although he intends to withdraw from the Brotherhood, the idea of causal reincarnation has obviously been deeply planted in his mind. No wonder the body in the coffin will have such a degree of change.
"Of course."
So, I didn't waste time saying the words on the carriage just now, but just nodded naturally.
"But...why?"
Brother Confessed, who couldn't hide his excitement, obviously hoped he would say more. "Because they all died because of me in essence."
Fu Qian was not stingy either.
"But...why?"
It's just that the content is too amazing, Brother Chan's reaction is like copy-paste.
"Good question, why is this..." A sighed, Fu Qian shook the golden gourd in his hand, his eyes were seen, his nose was seen, and his heart was floating out of the dust.
Combined with the horrifying scenes around, it is indeed much like a murderer than the other party. "What do you want to do... do you want to kill me together?"
Brother Chan stood up and kept the distance quickly.
Although there is a lack of evidence, he is obviously inclined to accept what Fu Qian just said and even further worry about his own safety. "Huh... that's really possible."
Feeling a shaky mind, Fu Qian gave a terrifying answer, and even walked forward step by step. "Stop, don't come over."
The locked brother Chan stumbled and retreated desperately.
Unfortunately, his lowered warning was obviously meaningless to the murderer in front of him.
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Fu Qian had already caught up in the blink of an eye and swung it out without hesitation.
When—
Overy crisp, it is not the sound of the body.
Looking at the incense burner that was smashed in front of him, Fu Qian did not hesitate and another blow was made with his backhand.
It still didn't hit the target. In the face of life threatening, Brother Chan avoided this attack with amazing agility.
But I didn't hide.
Fu Qian did not continue chasing, but looked down.
A blood hole appeared in the abdomen. Although the position was slightly off, it naturally reminded people of the umbilical cord of the third heaven.
As for the murderous weapon that caused the blood hole, Fu Qian looked at Brother Chan who had distanced another distance.
The latter's right hand was a familiar weapon.
The length of the forearm is like a knife or a stick, it is the one carried by the thick eyebrows lying on the ground.
Now it has achieved the original owner's wish, and it has really left a heavy blow to itself.
"Are you surprised?"
When I sighed that the world was impermanent, Brother Chan’s reaction to the sudden change was very dull, and his voice calmed down. "Not surprising...what's the name?"
Fu Qian shook his head.
…
Of course it was not his intentional thug, but Jingua locked on Brother Chan’s head.
The latter should have ended up with the masked lady, but the attack was interfered with.
As for what is disturbed?
Similar cases have been seen more than once.
Are you still reluctant to leave? Your Excellency the Ancient.
"I have never been too lazy to ask other people's names in front of you. Should I feel honored?
"How did you make sure it was me, not that crying guy?"
It's a pity that the other party didn't seem to have any interest in reporting his own family.
As he spoke, he fiddled with the weapon in his hand, and "Brother Confession" even took the initiative to narrow the distance and focused on the most critical issues. "Unsure, I'm just trying it."
There seemed to be another turbulent flow in my mind, making it difficult for every move, but Fu Qian still held the golden gourd in both hands and stood firmly in front of him.
"If you beat me to death, it's not you, it's not you, it's not just if you can't beat me to death."