Starting from covering the sky, it spreads across the heavens and all realms

In the sea of ​​time and space, the stars are shining brightly.

Every shining star is a master of time and space.

The Lords of Time and Space have at least three thousand time and space, and they leave their mark on their own time and space.

It's really, really hard to be killed.

But the battle between the Lords of Time and Space is happening every day.

Here, as long as you dare to look at others in the crowd, a fierce battle can break out.

And the stars shining brighter and brighter are the Lords of Time and Space of a higher level.

However, I want to obtain time and space resources from the Lord of Time and Space to strengthen myself.

There is usually only one way.

That is to reincarnate into the other party's time and space. As long as the consciousness of that time and space is removed, it can become your own time and space.

This is also a common trick used by many weak space lords.

But the premise is that you must seal all your memories and cultivation, otherwise if you are discovered by other masters of time and space, you will burp on the spot.

Ji Wuxian said hello to his family, reincarnated with Jiang Yiren, and then disappeared.

As long as he combines with Jiang Yiren in the future, he can awaken the main mission of this trip.

In the hazy sleep, Ji Wuxian frowned.

His face began to turn crimson and his breathing seemed a little rapid.

Huhuyiyi

Huhuyiyi

next second.

Ji Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes, only to find darkness in front of him.

"boom!"

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but his head hit the hard object above.

"Ouch."

Ji Wuxian rubbed his head, and like a blind man facing the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he reached out and groped around for a while.

"what happened?"

"Is this a dream?"

But at this moment.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression suddenly became stunned.

What I was lying on was not a soft mattress, nor was the air-conditioned quilt covering me.

Wherever the hand touched, there was a cold feeling in the palm.

"coffin?"

This word suddenly appeared in Ji Wuxian's mind.

Stunned for a moment.

He shook his head sharply.

He pinched his face and arms hard.

"It must be a dream."

"Yes! It's a dream."

Ji Wuxian slapped his own cheeks with both hands, trying to wake himself up, and subconsciously gave him another slap on the face.

"Snapped!"

"Hi~ah this"

Ji Wuxian chewed something in his mouth and thought for a moment.

"I am a genius martial scumbag in the cyclone realm. Could it be that the evil spirit stole me?"

Condensed for a while.

Ji Wuxian punched the coffin lid several times, but it didn't move at all.

He opened his eyes wide and felt helpless.

"I shouldn't be used as a sacrifice by evil cultivators, right?"

He muttered, and although he couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness, he could hear some sadness in Ji Wuxian's tone.

He worked hard and kicked the coffin for a long time, until he was exhausted physically and mentally and sighed.

"When I was eighteen years old, my life had not yet blossomed, so I was sacrificed like this, ugh."

If you can't break it, you can't get through it, and your eyes are full of despair.

Time does not count in the coffin, but Ji Wuxian can roughly calculate it in his heart.

About three days later.

The sacrifice was delayed, and he began to use the Turtle Breath Technique.

Call ~

next moment.

Ji Wuxian's flushed face gradually turned rosy, and after he felt that everything was normal when breathing, he felt a little more at ease.

Time passes slowly.

A month later.

"Sister Jiang, look quickly. Wherever there is a Qiyao coffin, there must be ancient cultivation techniques in the coffin."

A fat man with unkempt hair, wearing a leather jacket and carrying a tactical bag pointed forward and said excitedly.

He glanced at the woman wearing a black windbreaker beside him. The graceful figure hidden in the windbreaker made him unable to help but slide his Adam's apple slightly.

"Seven Glory Coffins?"

The woman who was called Sister Jiang raised her eyebrows, with doubts in her cold tone.

He raised his eyes and looked at the coffin with the seven-color halo floating on the nine-step high platform. The 'Seven-Glory Coffin' that the fat man said was very realistic.

Looking around, she saw that only the Qiyao coffin was empty. Sister Jiang stood sideways with the steel knife in her hand.

"Sister Jiang, do we want to open the coffin?"

Although the fat man had a look of excitement on his face, he did not lose his mind.

After all, the floating Qiyao coffin in front of him was too weird. If the woman around him didn't open the coffin, he would naturally not dare to go.

Although it has been confirmed ten years ago that ancient cultivation methods must be found in large ancient tombs, life is at stake.

Sister Jiang paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking about it.

"Sister Jiang!" Fatty said hurriedly, clenching his fists: "Acquiring the ancient cultivation method will be an opportunity to change your life against the will of heaven. You don't want to look up at the stars anymore, do you?"

"Starry Sky."

Sister Jiang's eyes moved slightly, she touched the hair hanging down in front of her forehead, and her eyes condensed, "Open!"

She was walking ahead, but when she turned around, she saw the fat man taking out a candle from his bag and lighting it, and her eyes twitched.

"Hehehehe~" The fat man covered the candlelight with his hand and smiled sarcastically: "Sister Jiang, you know, I am a descendant of gold."

"It never happens once."

Sister Jiang did not hesitate to attack Fatty's belief.

The fat man shut up immediately when he saw Sister Jiang tilting her head and staring at him with a playful expression.

Go to the southeast corner, put down the candle, and bow three times with both hands.

He raised his head to meet Sister Jiang's gaze and sneered: "Sister Jiang, let me tell you, you still have to believe in some mysterious things."

"So...if the candlelight turns green, you will give up?"

Sister Jiang smiled and pointed to the candle in the southeast corner.

The fat man was startled when he saw it. The flickering flame of the candle turned into seven colors.

"Fuck!"

He exclaimed and quickly covered his mouth.

After being dumbfounded for a moment, he scratched the back of his head and said, "Candles burning with seven-colored flames are a sign of great misfortune. What kind of existence is in this Seven-Year Coffin!"

but.

It is impossible to give up, which further proves that Qiyao Coffin must have ancient cultivation methods. No one wants to look up at the stars and feel sad, including himself.

Gritting his teeth, the fat man took off the machete from his tactical backpack and held it tightly in his hand.

The Qiyao suspended coffin is not high from the ground, about three meters.

Sister Jiang jumped onto the coffin lid.

Immediately, she hooked her legs on one side of the lower corner of Qiyao's coffin, stood upside down, and pulled the fat man up with her waist.

Fortunately, there was a pumice jade slab under Qiyao's coffin, which gave the two of them barely enough room to stand.

The two of them stood on each side of Qiyao's coffin.

"Open the coffin." Sister Jiang clasped the corners of the coffin lid with both hands, but she could see the excitement in her eyes.

The fat man glanced at the seven-color flame of candlelight flickering in the southeast corner.

Perhaps it is something that has its own destiny, or perhaps it requires external force to rise from the coffin.

Sister Jiang found that she just subconsciously pushed it up slightly, trying to test whether the coffin lid was heavy.

however.

There was a squeaking sound from the coffin lid, and Sister Jiang pushed it away.

Sister Jiang was stunned.

The fat man's eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, you, you, you, are you open over there?"

Sister Jiang nodded with a confused look on her face, "After opening a corner, I didn't expect the coffin lid to be so light."

"Hmm~hmm~hmm~"

The fat man blushed and pushed hard, but the coffin lid didn't move at all. He waved his hand and looked at Sister Jiang dumbfounded, "Are you sure it's light?"

But the fat man saw that Sister Jiang gave a gentle push and the coffin lid moved a lot towards him. "It must be very light. It will move with just one push."

Sister Jiang said this, then lowered her head and looked into the coffin with a solemn look on her face.

"Sister Jiang, have you seen the ancient cultivation method?"

"No."

"That is?"

"A man."

"Fuck stuff, man?"

"Well, with a fair complexion, sharp facial features, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, even if he is dead, he still feels like he is bathing in the spring breeze."

The fat man stayed for three seconds. He held the coffin lid with his hands and stepped on the corners of the pumice and jade plates and walked over quickly.

After taking a quick look, he exclaimed: "I'm still a pretty boy."

"But according to the experience records in the Gold Touching Encyclopedia, this ancient tomb is at least five thousand years old. How could it be that he hasn't rotted yet? It's like he just fell asleep."

The fat man clenched his chin in suspicion.

Sister Jiang frowned: "Maybe he's not dead."

The fat man's scalp went numb: "N-not dead?"

"Let's go, it's not a good place to stay for a long time."

Sister Jiang grabbed the fat man's shoulders and jumped directly from the pumice jade slab.

"Ah, my knife!"

The fat man suddenly saw that his machete was floating in the air, facing him with a cold and murderous intent.

He swallowed and turned back with a troubled face.

On the Qiyao coffin

Standing there was a pretty boy wearing black shorts.

"Hi."

Ji Wuxian waved.

"Zong Zong Zong, Zong Monk"

The fat man stuttered and looked at Sister Jiang, "Sister Jiang, what should we do now?"

Sister Jiang calmly took out an iron box from her pocket and pulled out a white cigarette that she had treasured for a long time.

"Crack," lit it with a once-captured windproof lighter.

She took a deep breath and blew out a smoke ring, "Just wait until you die."

The first person to find ancient cultivation techniques from an ancient tomb ten years ago was just a three hundred year old tomb.

It can be said that she and Fatty were extremely lucky. During their visit to the tomb, they accidentally discovered a large tomb that was over five thousand years old, which can be called the tomb of antiquity.

But he simply didn’t have the strength to open the coffin.

Taking another deep breath, Sister Jiang flicked the cigarette ashes and looked at Ji Wuxian with an indifferent expression.

'He's so good-looking. ’

This is the truest thought in her heart.

"Sister Jiang, aren't you also a monk? You can struggle."

The fat man asked eagerly.

Sister Jiang glanced at the machete in mid-air and shook her head: "The big rice dumpling monk who uses air to control objects at least in the cyclone realm is not something that a warrior like me who has just entered the body tempering realm can handle. The gap is too big."

Lin Xiu twisted his neck and jumped out of the coffin barefoot.

He slowly came to the two of them.

After the Turtle Breathing Technique, he didn't know how long he stayed in the coffin.

But he found that the man and woman in front of him did not seem to be evil cultivators.

The fat man with curly hair wearing jeans and a leather jacket was shaking so hard he almost peed.

And the woman in the black trench coat had to be said to be very beautiful and sassy.

The black windbreaker shows off her proud figure, and the black shorts paired with a combat vest show off her long legs and slim waist while also perfectly outlining her devilish figure.

Her waist-length black curly hair was simply tied up, and her already charming face, as she smoked a cigarette and remained silent, revealed a bit of wantonness, but also revealed a bit of elegance and arrogance.

And there is a vermilion tear mole under the corner of the peach blossom eye on the right, which happens to be embellished everywhere, making the woman's already beautiful face even more enchanting.

A top-notch royal sister who is extremely enchanting.

The woman's strength is a bit low and she has just entered the body tempering realm.

As for the fat man, forget about it.

Just ordinary people.

"Thank you."

Ji Wuxian looked at the woman in front of him and stretched out a hand to sincerely thank her.

The coffin that she couldn't break open was easily opened by her.

It's fate, maybe because of it.

Sister Jiang was stunned, then put her hand up and found that the temperature of the other person's hand was normal and not cold at all.

Seeing the fat man's frightened expression and wanting to speak, Sister Jiang calmly pulled the fat man aside.

"For the sake of disturbing you, please let us out."

The woman's voice is very pleasant, like the warm spring sun that gives people a sense of laziness, and like the blazing summer sun with a hint of heat.

The silence lasted for a moment.

Ji Wuxian then asked, "Aren't you sent by the school to rescue me?"

The fat man '0' opened his mouth with a look of disbelief on his face, chopping his fingers and wanting to speak again.

Sister Jiang was stunned for less than half a second. She slapped the fat man in the face with her hand and waved her hand away carelessly.

Then he looked at Lin Xiu and said quietly: "This matter is a bit complicated."

Ji Wuxian suddenly understood and nodded, "Then let's go out and tell you, it's really a bit scary here."

"By the way, my name is Ji Wuxian, what about you?"

Ji Wuxian asked.

Sister Jiang smiled and said: "My name is Jiang Yiren, and the fat guy's name is Wang Kai, but just call him Fatty."

The fat man nodded hurriedly, "Brother Zongzi, you can call me Xiaopang, you can do whatever you want."

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Out of the tomb.

Ji Wuxian, who was following Jiang Yiren, found that the fat man glanced at him from time to time.

And he was holding a black and furry 'calf' in his hand, and he was pointing it at himself inadvertently.

His shocked eyes seemed to say: Why didn't you fall into the trap?

Ji Wuxian's lips twitched, "I'm not a rice dumpling when I'm riding a horse. Don't think labor and management haven't read Ghost Blowing Notes." ’

As for Jiang Yiren. Ji Wuxian felt that this woman was really too calm.

I have smoked several cigarettes along the way.

Ji Wuxian was not stupid either. When he started talking to Jiang Yiren, she cleverly changed the subject. He also realized that things might not be as simple as he thought.

But a woman in the Body Tempering Realm and an ordinary fat man.

Can it pose a threat to myself?

The answer is: obviously impossible.

Ji Wuxian stopped.

The fat man was a little nervous because he had already guessed where Jiang Yiren wanted to take Ji Wuxian.

Jiang Yiren pointed to the fat man with her eyes, then looked at Ji Wuxian with a smile on her face, "What's wrong?"

Ji Wuxian did not answer Jiang Yiren's question, but looked up at the sky.

The red sun hung high in the sky, and everything seemed normal.

But it is unbelievable.

On the other side of the red sun, you can actually see a dazzling and huge planet.

It seems to be right in front of you, like the twin brother of this planet.

Even when you look closely, you can still see the flowers, plants and trees on the planet as if they are within reach.

moon?

impossible.

Ji Wuxian frowned.

‘This is definitely not the world I live in. Have I traveled through time? ’

The word time travel is so ridiculous, but it is not an unrealistic question.

In his world, it is rumored that powerful people can even physically cross deep space and reach the other side of deep space.

so.

After Ji Wuxian condensed for a moment, he passed Jiang Yiren and his eyes fell on the fat man.

"Fat man, don't you have anything to say?"

"I, I, I don't know what you want to ask, Brother Zongzi."

The fat man was shocked, hesitatingly picked up the black donkey's hoof and blocked it in front of him, "Who dares to mess with a giant rice dumpling that is five thousand years old?" ’

"Zongzi?"

Ji Wuxian laughed in amusement.

Thinking about it, it doesn't seem unreasonable that he came from a coffin and was mistaken for a rice dumpling.

The fat man almost cried when he heard this, and he quickly looked at Jiang Yiren.

"Ji Wuxian, you can ask me anything you want to ask."

"Oh?"

Ji Wuxian looked at Jiang Yiren, she was always so calm.

Although there was panic in her eyes, as long as she smoked a cigarette, she seemed to be able to find her original self.

"Clap."

The lighter sounded, and the flame ignited the white cigarette held in the corner of Jiang Yiren's mouth.

She blew out a smoke ring and flipped her hair around her ears, showing her sassiness.

Ji Wuxian pointed at the huge planet above.

"We call it the new moon."

Jiang Yiren glanced at Ji Wuxian and said softly: "The new moon suddenly appeared ten years ago and has been there ever since. No one in the wasteland has been to the new moon, so I don't have more information about the new moon. have no idea."

"Wasteland?"

Ji Wuxian caught this key word.

Jiang Yiren nodded, "The wasteland is what this world is called now, and we call ourselves the old people."

"Of course you can also call them the survivors, Brother Zongzi." Fatty took over, "There is another name in this world called the Lost Land. They are all gone, and we can only look up at the stars to miss them."

Ji Wuxian looked at the fat man, and he found that there was self-deprecation in the fat man's words, but there was endless yearning in his eyes.

Yearning for the stars?

What is there to yearn for beyond the starry sky? It’s just chaos.

Ji Wuxian was slightly startled.

With his peripheral vision, he glanced at Jiang Yiren and saw a somewhat complicated look on her face.

There was a moment of silence.

Suddenly, the fat man asked: "Zongji Wuxian, may I ask, are you from that era?"

Ji Wuxian was stunned, looking at the burning look in the fat man’s eyes: “3050.”

As soon as these words came out.

Jiang Yi and Fatty looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

"S-stop joking." The fat man wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Because the person in front of him is not an ordinary person, but a real great monk.

I want to say, ‘How can there be people from a thousand years ago in the coffins in the five-thousand-year-old tomb? ’

But when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them deeply.

After all, he also discovered that Ji Wuxian was wearing a set of short-sleeved pajamas.

Were there pajamas of this material and style five thousand years ago?

Based on the information he had read in the past, it was obvious that there was not!

But the problem came again.

The two of them felt that since Ji Wuxian said he was from 3050, why would he appear in that coffin?

unless

"Ji Wuxian, if you have anything else you want to ask, just ask."

Jiang Yiren looked at Ji Wuxian who was deep in thought.

Ji Wuxian came back to his senses and sighed: When he woke up, a hundred years passed by in the blink of an eye.

But is this Turtle Breathing Technique so awesome?

Moreover, he is only in the whirlwind realm.

"Tell me about the state of the world right now."

"Okay." Jiang Yiren nodded lightly.

"This matter has to start a hundred years ago."

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Along the way, Lin Xiu listened very intently.

The fat man also chimed in and added from time to time.

After a long time.

Ji Wuxian suddenly realized when he looked at a retro two-story church-like building in front of him.

It turns out that I have not slept in a coffin for thousands of years.

But it actually traveled through time.

Followed Jiang Yiren into the church door.

Ji Wuxian sat on the cold bench for a long time.

"Ji Wuxian!"

At this time, a man wearing a white robe with a bright crescent moon embroidered on the chest shouted.

Ji Wuxian raised his head, slightly confused, "Where is Jiang Yiren?"

The man in white robe was not in a hurry to answer Ji Wuxian's question, but looked at him for a while, as if admiring some rare treasure.

"she left."

"gone?"

When Ji Wuxian heard this and looked outside the door, he saw two men in black robes with black crescent moons embroidered on their clothes closing the church door.

The sun suddenly disappeared inside the church, making it look slightly gloomy.

"So you were sold?"

Ji Wuxian had a cold face and stared at the man in white robe with an unkind expression.

When the man in white robe heard this, he was stunned for a moment and then suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha, you were sold?"

"No, Mr. Ji, you were not sold, you are the treasure given to our Crescent Sect by God!"

Ji Wuxian looked at the thirty or forty Crescent Cultists in black robes walking out from the back of the church, and when he glanced at them all as ordinary people, he felt funny in his heart.

The New Moon Sect was formerly called Zoroastrianism, but the name was changed after the new moon appeared ten years ago.

Jiang Yiren said that it was a time when there was no order yet, and he bravely stood up to take on the responsibility of 'encouraging' and 'teaching' for the confused old people.

This woman is very bad.

But he has been practicing for more than three years. Although he has never killed anyone, he has killed many "corpse chiefs" in his original world.

Perhaps, this is the time to really open up to meat.

Ji Wuxian raised his eyebrows and said in amusement, "Treasure?"

"Mr. Ji, don't be nervous. The door is closed so that we can calm down and talk."

The man in white robe had a smile on his face, but there was greed in his eyes. He looked at the thirty or forty thugs around him and said calmly:

"Mr. Ji, today mankind is suffering from an unprecedented disaster. The Crescent Sect has been given the important task of saving the world by all mankind. We need your help."

The man in white robe looked solemn.

"Help? How can I help?"

If you didn't look at the current environment and the burning eyes of the 'black-robed men' around him, maybe Ji Wuxian really believed it.

When the man in white robe heard this, he thought that Ji Wuxian had made a move, and couldn't help but feel excited.

Unexpectedly, things would completely turn out for the better. He thought he would break up and use coercion.

After all, the other party was a real monk. If he really took action, he would still feel a little panicked.

The man in white robe looked at Ji Wuxian's handsome but slightly childish face, took two steps forward and raised his hand to pat his shoulder, showing a look of appreciation from a superior to a subordinate:

"You come from an ancient coffin and bear the great responsibility of saving the world. Mr. Ji Wuxian, we need you."

But mid-sentence, he quickly changed the subject: "But if you can share your practice method with the Crescent Sect, you won't even need to save the world. The Crescent Sect and all mankind will be grateful to you."

The words fell.

Ji Wuxian saw that the breathing of the 'thugs' around him became rapid, and their heartbeats also accelerated.

I couldn't help but feel funny in my heart, "I really thought I was a three-year-old child. This calculation was even heard by the book friends next door." ’

"Sorry, I'm not interested in what you're talking about."

Ji Wuxian decisively refused, turned around and left.

The black robes looked at me and I looked at you, watching Ji Wuxian walk to the door of the church.

In their hurry, they could only cast their eyes for instructions on the face of the man in white robe.

"stop."

The man in white robe put one hand inside his robe and let out a low voice, but his originally passionate tone suddenly became mute.

His Adam's apple slipped and he broke into a cold sweat.

Looking at a straightened pin that appeared in front of his eyes without anyone noticing, his pupils suddenly tightened.

Seeing Ji Wuxian turn around with a joking look on his face, he heard one of his subordinates call him, "Bai Law Enforcement."

"Your sister is enforcing the law!"

"It's not dark yet when I step on the horse, so close the hammer door!"

"Those two so-and-so, hurry up and open the door for labor and management."

Law enforcement officer Bai shouted angrily.

Everyone was immediately dumbfounded, but there were also people who were close to Bai Enforcement and saw the pin hanging in front of Bai Enforcement in the dim light.

I was immediately frightened.

"Pfft," Lin Xiu spat softly and said calmly, "If you set your mind on me, let's forget it this time."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Law enforcement officer Bai nodded repeatedly.

When Ji Wuxian just stepped out of the church door, a painful cry came from behind.

"White law enforcement."

"White law enforcement."

Several black-robed followers of the Crescent Sect gathered around and looked at the pin that pierced the palm of Bai's right hand. They all fell silent and did not dare to say anything.

"Give labor and management a hundred lashes each on the two guys who just closed the door."

Law enforcement officer Bai gritted his teeth and hissed.

Then he looked up at Ji Wuxian's retreating back with angry eyes, a look of chill on his face.

Ji Wuxian walked not far away and looked at the rolling yellow sand around him. The broken eaves and broken walls were everywhere a desolate scene.

"The environment in this Red Sand Territory is really a bit harsh."

He whispered to himself, looked back at the church in the distance, and walked over again.

"Law enforcement officer Bai, Ji Wuxian is coming towards us again."

Someone pointed at the figure in the distance outside the gate and said in panic.

"Snapped!"

Law Enforcement Bai, who was sitting on the stool, slapped him with his backhand and glared at the man, "I'm not blind when I'm riding a horse!"

After saying that, Law Enforcement Bai immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully, smiling sarcastically: "Mr. Ji."

Ji Wuxian glanced at the two men in black robes on the ground who had been beaten to pieces with steel whips, and then raised his head to scan the nervous men in black robes around them.

I sniffed in amusement, 'I don't look like a bad person. ’

"I want to borrow some clothes from you and get some food and water."

Ji Wuxian glanced at Law Enforcement Bai's hand that had been wrapped in gauze, raised his head and said to him.

Law enforcement officer Bai put his hands behind his back calmly, feeling extremely scared.

Send this fierce god away as soon as possible, as revenge can only be found later.

He slapped the head of a subordinate next to him and growled:

"What are you doing standing around on horseback? Hurry up and deliver the supplies from Beach No. 1 to Mr. Ji."

After the man in white robe finished shouting, the man hurriedly ran out.

"My subordinates are slow to react, don't mind Mr. Lin."

Ji Wuxian smiled: “It’s okay.”

Wait a few minutes.

A dark gray off-road modified vehicle drove in front of the church.

It is about three meters high and five meters long. There are many diamond-shaped triangular steel spikes in front of the front of the car. It has a strange shape, like a fierce steel beast.

A thin man stepped out of the cab and handed a diamond-shaped key to Lin Xiu, "Mr. Ji, I'm driving Beach One."

Then he glanced at the envious people around him with a proud look on his face.

I thought to myself; I was the one who successfully resolved the difficulties for Bai Zhi En. As long as he was promoted to leave, I couldn't promote myself.

Ji Wuxian looked at the SUV and then at the car keys in his hand.

After only being stunned for a moment, he nodded with a smile and patted the thin man on the shoulder. He glanced sideways at Law Enforcement Bai and said, "Thank you."

Immediately, Lin Xiu got into the car and fumbled around for a while.

Behind the Beach No. 1 off-road vehicle, the sky was filled with wind and sand, and it quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"I'll fuck you Mad!"

Law enforcement officer Bai kicked the skinny man away with a strong kick, picked up a steel whip and whipped him, and roared fiercely: "Who gave you the courage to give away the beloved Beach No. 1 to others?"

"Law enforcement in vain, wasn't it your order?"

The skinny man howled in pain, lying on the ground and retreating while covering his face with his hands to explain.

"I asked you to deliver supplies on horseback, but I didn't ask you to deliver cars!"

"No, brother-in-law, don't hit me anymore. I know it's wrong. If you hit me again, I'll cut off the brood."

"Then I will ask your mother to have another one."

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(End of this chapter)