After saying these words to Lin Fan, the Witch God also had a smile on his face at this time, then looked at Jin Chuchu who was fascinated, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He could no longer hold on. After all the skills were passed to Jin Chuchu, he could no longer forcefully use his magic power to keep his soul in his body.

Looking at the witch god who had completely lost his breath, Lin Fan slowly put his body back on the bed.

Lin Fan was also filled with feelings. Seeing a strong man of the level of the witch god dying in front of him, he felt an indescribable feeling.

Lin Fan turned around and opened the door. The Bapu clan leader outside the door looked inside and saw that the witch god was already lying on the bed without any movement.

The tears in his eyes couldn't help laughing and he hurried to the bed. Looking at the completely dead witch god, he wiped his tears, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

"Boy Lin Fan, please take this girl Chuchu to rest first. I can handle the funeral of the Witch God." The leader of the Bapu clan said.

Lin Fan asked: "The news of the death of the Witch God must be kept confidential and cannot be leaked."

"This is natural." The leader of the Bapu clan nodded and said, "This is also the meaning of the witch god, and it is not just because he is worried about the attack of the Qing Emperor."

"The Witch God is the belief of our entire Three Miao tribes. The Witch God's death must not be known to the people of the Three Miao tribes." The leader of Bapu said, glanced at Jin Chuchu who was confused and said, "Miss Jin Chuchu will be the next Witch God, and continue to protect our Three Miao tribes."

Lin Fan picked up Jin Chuchu and took her out for a rest.

...

At this moment, to the north of a city in Zhou State, there is a not-small manor.

This manor has many servants. The owner of this manor rarely goes out after moving here and stays in the manor every day.

Even the servants in the manor only knew that the owner's surname was Liu, let alone what the owner did.

On that evening, a middle-aged man, the owner of the manor named Liu, was sitting in the pavilion in the backyard of the manor, playing Go.

Suddenly, a golden light came from the sky.

Finally, it fell into the hands of this man surnamed Liu.

Time, turned back many years ago.

It was late night in the slums.

A beggar was lying on the ground, covered in abscesses and bruises, as if he had just been beaten.

This beggar is the person at the bottom of the world, with no food or warm houses.

He lay tremblingly on the ground. It was dark and cold. If there were no accidents, he might have died here tonight.

Suddenly, the List of Gods fell from the sky to the beggar's side, and the beggar's turbid eyes slowly opened.

He slowly reached out his hand and touched it on the List of Gods.

At this time, a faint golden light burst out from the List of Gods.

At this time, a middle-aged man happened to walk by the roadside, and this golden light entered the body of the middle-aged man.

Then, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed.

The Investiture of Gods also flew into the hands of this middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was about to leave, but at this moment, he looked at the poor beggar on the side of the road. He slowly walked to the beggar, squatted in front of him, and said, "Do you want to change all this? Do you want to fight your own destiny?"

The beggar was trembling all over because of the cold: "The uncle was joking. You are kind enough to give me some food. This is more practical."

The middle-aged man showed a look of disappointment, but then said, "Now, I will give you a new opportunity to change your life."

After saying that, he slowly picked up the List of Gods in his hand and handed it to him: "From today on your behalf, you will be named Liu Boqing."

"This?" The beggar reached out and touched the list of gods.

...

At this moment, in the pavilion, the middle-aged man holding the List of Gods retracted his thoughts, looked at the List of Gods in his hand, and said, "Dieting to fight for his own destiny is better than dying in the snow and ice."

After saying that, the middle-aged man slowly stood up.

That's right, he is Liu Boqing!

The "Liu Boqing" who died before, the beggar, was the puppet he had looked for from the beginning, just a beggar.

Liu Boqing looked at the list of Gods in his hand, shook his head slightly, looked at the distance, Miaodu's direction, and slowly said: "The Battle of Gods is about to begin, and I can't guarantee that I can escape unstoppable. It's better not to participate in the monster trap."

After saying that, the List of Gods in his hand trembled slightly.

...

Lin Fan was so busy that he was dizzy during this period of time.

There are too many things.

The monster capture bureau was about to be withdrawn, and Lin Fan felt a headache when there were so many forces and things left behind.

Fortunately, not long after, Nan Zhanxiong, Mu Yingcai, Bailong, Wang Guocai, Huang Xiaohu, Xie Quzhen and others all rushed back.

It's still in that huge mansion.

In the living room, Lin Fan sat in the upper seat, Jin Chuchu, Nan Zhanxiong and others were all sitting on both sides.

"To put it simply, this is the case now. The Witch God is dead, and the Demon Catching Bureau will also evacuate." Lin Fan said, "Nan Zhanxiong, Mu Yingcai, I have to trouble you both. Please quickly organize your sects during this period and take over the forces in the Demon Catching Bureau."

"Brother, if you say this, isn't our situation very dangerous?" Bai Long said: "When dealing with people like Qingdi, if you want me to say, it really doesn't work. Let's go back to the world. Just like the demon catching bureau, don't get involved in the Kunlun Domain."

"You think I don't want to." Lin Fan rolled his eyes and said, "In the current situation, I can't get away with the monster siege."

"First of all, there are many people who know that the entrance to our world are." Lin Fan paused: "There are all people here. I can tell you that there is an innate spiritual treasure Donghuang Bell in my body, which was what Qing Emperor wanted to obtain before, but I ended up..."

"You intercepted the bell?" Bai Long was a little surprised and said, "Brother, I said you are OK. You are not very capable, but you are quite brave. Even the Qing Emperor's innate spiritual treasure dares to intercept the bell. It's awesome. You deserve to be our elder brother."

Lin Fan glared at him and said, "Don't talk about those useless ones. Although the Witch God is dead, we have the Demon Emperor joining forces, plus the forces that defected before the Temple, the forces left to us by the Demon Catching Bureau, and the forces we have operated for many years."

"If you fight against Qingdi, you still have a chance. If you run back to the world and throw away these forces, if Qingdi finds the world again, we will have no power to fight back."

What's more, his father died at the hands of Emperor Qing, how could Lin Fan easily escape?

If you escape at this time, when will you have the chance to avenge your father?

However, Lin Fan did not say this.
Chapter completed!