Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 474 Waiting for a Hero
The void undulated for a while, and the hole that seemed to be bitten by moths closed, and quickly disappeared into the undercurrent of the empty sea.

The light faded, and a figure in a blue and white striped hospital gown jumped out of the darkness.

This is a young girl with happiness written on the corners of her eyes and brows, her cheeks are fair, her eyes are clear, and her long hair is messy like kelp on her head. Although she is wearing a hospital gown and has a drip on the back of her hand, there is nothing that belongs to the patient. temperament.

It looked like she was wearing such an outfit to take a photo on sick leave, but she was not convincing at all because her complexion was too good.

After jumping out of the transgressive gate, she opened her hands happily, like hopscotch, hopping on one foot, and then on both feet, bouncing up to the outer wall of world 37927.

Mi Xiang threw away his infusion stand, leaned over the membrane, put his ears on it, and listened carefully for a while.

"The target entered the boundary 3 hours and 47 minutes ago, Kukai time... Cultivation base, Bai Jie's lower rank, this lingering sound is... the true nature has been achieved? It's a bit troublesome."

She was talking about trouble, but there was a look of eagerness on her face.

"Director, Director, it's too troublesome to investigate the ins and outs, and I don't want to have too much contact with Fist of Fantasy, it's disgusting, just go and kill him, okay?

"The plan is to go in two steps, first kill him, and then go on vacation. I will definitely do this quickly and well."

Mi Xiang connected to Fuyan's internal communication channel and sent her reasonable suggestions to her immediate superiors.

Director: "How many times have I said, don't call me Director, my job title is Polutai Envoy, you should call me Master Zhengshi!"

Mi Xiang: "It's so disgusting to ask others to call me an adult. Director, you are two-dimensional, right? (I hate it."

Director: "This is just a very normal title! Who is Two-dimensional! People like you who use half-brackets are Two-dimensional!"

Mi Xiang: "Let's talk about the business first, okay? Just now, did you hear me? My idea is people-oriented. I will directly kill the person sent by Thunder Bluff. It will be easier to kill earlier, okay?"

Director: "No! This time, Shangfeng sent you to perform a top-secret mission in the name of vacation, in order to destroy Thunder Bluff..."

"You have already said these things when I set off, why say it again."

Mi Xiang interrupted:
"So I can just kill that Utopian Fist. Although I don't know what he's doing, if he kills the person who does it, nothing will happen."

Director: "No! You must find out the real purpose of Thunder Bluff, and then report to Shangfeng with me."

Mi Xiang: "The above is just asking us to destroy Thunder Bluff. It didn't say to find out. Director, what kind of drama do you add yourself, and the above will not add money to you (mystery."

Director: "Is it the way we do things in Polutai just to be qualified?
"If Shangfeng's requirement is 60 points, then we must achieve 120 points! Only by doing so can we show our value to Shangfeng!"

Mi Xiang: "Tsk."

Director: "Where's your reply!"

Mi Xiang: "Understood. (Why is a victim of internal struggle so passionate? You are still leading the battle at a place like Polutai where all the dirty work is done on your shoulders, and the higher-ups won't give you a promotion. , smiled, I really don’t understand your Two-dimensional very well.”

Before the director could reply, she immediately disconnected the internal communication.

Hahahahahaha, happy!
"To find out what happened, start by catching your voice."

Mi Xiang straightened up, sat on the membrane like a duck with his calves splayed, covered his ears, and looked up into the sky.

A truism heavenly Yin, which is like thousands of cables, appears silently. One end is connected to the self-nature realm of Mixiang, and the other end spirals through the boundary membrane, scattered into countless filaments, piercing the vast void, following the The "remaining sound" left by Liang De chased after him.

……

In the pitch-black sewer, two catfish-like shadows floated up and down in the yellow-green turbid current.

In order to secretly watch the folk performance of the patriarch descending to earth, Liang De and the carrion old king got into the filthy vein associated with the sewer, and followed the flow of filth to the performance site.

Needless to say, Liang De, the earthworm burrowed into the ground, like a fish in water, coupled with the protection of natural divine power, even if the sewer was blown up to the sky, he would not be found.

And Lao Wang is originally an evil ghoul raised by this earth vein, and getting into the earth vein is the same as returning to the happy hometown.

His body stinks, and the earth's veins are even more stinky than him, like an abalone caught in an abalone's nest, the filthy smell is hidden tightly in his body.

One person and one corpse approached the side of the altar along the veins of the earth, and the Taoist master and apprentice who were about to open the altar to practice still didn't notice anything strange.

"Fuck, these two grandsons stole the manhole cover!"

Old Wang's eyes were like torches, and he could see through the past and present of that industrial-style altar at a glance. Although it was covered with a table surround embroidered with "Wanfa Zongtan", how could it be hidden from him who lives in the sewer!

"I'm going to beat them up!"

Liang De hastily pulled out a hand to hold him, persuading him:

"Brother Wang, they also stole the manhole cover for the needs of artistic performances. It's not easy for folk artists. You should wait for them to finish their work before doing it."

Lao Wang struggled twice but failed to break free, and sat down cross-legged, humming and chirping.

"I'm most annoyed by these manhole cover stealers. What's the quality? I have to move new ones from other places every time. I'm so annoying. It's even more annoying than my wife stealing money from my private house."

Liang Deqi said: "Brother Wang, do you still have a wife?"

Old Wang tilted his head, "Is there any? Why don't I know?"

"It's not what you just said..."

"What did I say about me?" Old Wang denied it.

"Don't make it up for me. I have never been in love since I was a child. I am pure. Who in the neighborhood doesn't know that I am pure..."

He said something suddenly thought of, lowered his voice and said:
"Hey, what posture do you think the patriarch descended from, head up or head down, which angle is better to watch from?"

"Uh……"

"Hi! I'm asking you what to do with this. It's worth looking up and down."

The old Wang chuckled, fell back in the ground veins, and lay on his back with his head facing the altar, his eyes widened.

"This should be okay."

Yan Jiasho, where do you want to look, what should I do if the patriarch is scared by you and dare not go down to earth!
Liang De looked up to the sky and sighed, and decided not to talk to the patriarch until he came down to earth.

"There are still several hours before I go down to earth, Lao Liang, why are you just sitting here and waiting?" Li Zhixian poked at the chat window.

"The key to Blue Star's doom is here, there is no need to go anywhere else."

"Those two Taoist priests don't look very powerful, can they summon something that destroys Blue Star?"

"The end is approaching, and the people on this street are predestined, especially Extraordinary ones.

"This ritual will not be completed normally."

Liang De looked in the direction of the altar.

"I suspect that the blue star in this world is using this ceremony to attract assistance from the blue star in the other world.

"It's not the patriarch who will come tonight, but...

"Savior."

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