After supper.

One person and the other cat packed the dishes and dining table, and after returning to the bedroom, Meow Route jumped to Fang Ping'an's shoulder to unfold the state of death.

The black fog surged, and bright spots of light unfolded with the realm of death, densely spreading in the black fog, shining.

The black fog is extremely far away, and there are many more light spots in it than yesterday.

Fang Ping'an focused and observed carefully one by one, trying to find the larger ones among the light spots. After all, the size of the light spot indicates the strength of the other party.

After looking at it for a while, Fang Ping'an was attracted by a spot of light on the edge of the black fog.

The light spot is not bright and is smaller than other light spots, but there is a faint icy blue emitting from the crimson red.

Among the same red and yellow colors, this touch of ice blue is extremely conspicuous, so conspicuous that Fang Ping'an cannot ignore.

Fang Ping'an walked to the red dot with ice blue and stopped, frowned and thought for a moment, and asked at Meow Route on his shoulder: "What does this red dot with other colors mean?"

Meow Luyou looked at the spot of light, blinked his eyes, and shook his head, "I don't know, this is the first time I have encountered this situation, but this should be a special manifestation."

Miao Luyou said, turning his head, looking at Fang Ping'an's side face, and said, "Go and see? If you can't take it, you will get unexpected gains."

Fang Ping'an thought for a while and nodded, "Go and have a look."

Anyway, the soul travels outside the sky, and if an accident occurs, it will be.

After making up his mind, Fang Ping'an reached out to touch the ball of icy blue light spot.

In an instant, the surging black fog next to him quickly retreated. After more than ten seconds, the black fog stopped at a speed of regression. Fang Ping'an and Miaolu had already arrived on a deserted island surrounded by sea.

Because the sea fog is thick, the night on the sea is particularly gloomy, so you won’t be able to see your five fingers, but it’s almost the same.

In the thick fog, Fang Ping'an's soul body emitted a faint gray line of mist. Miao Luyou stood at his feet, looked up a few times before smacking his lips. She found that something was wrong with Fang Ping'an's soul body yesterday, but she didn't ask much.

After walking a distance and passing through the thick fog, Fang Ping'an and Meow route came to a stone temple.

The stone temple is dilapidated, and the three words "Baichuan Temple" can be seen only on the hanging plaque.

Not far from Fang Ping'an, a handsome white-haired boy was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the stone temple. He was holding a cigarette gun in his hand. His soul was mostly disintegrating and was about to disappear between heaven and earth.

The white-haired boy leaned on the door of the stone temple, his eyes looked at Fang Ping'an and Miao Luyou, but his eyes stayed on Miao Luyou for a longer time. After a while, he withdrew his gaze. The boy knocked on the threshold of the stone temple with a gun, and smiled weakly: "I said, it turned out to be a dark cat, far-reaching god. No wonder he could come to seek death and travel thousands of miles. But just like such a swaying Yin Shen, aren't you afraid of being persecuted by those who are interested?"

Fang Ping'an was stunned when he heard this, and looked down at the meow route beside his feet.

He knew the Yin God in the mouth of the white-haired boy, and he knew that the soul traveled outside the sky during the day and called the Yang God.

But what does the Nether Cat Far God mean?

Miao Luyou rolled his eyes. It was not surprising that the white-haired boy saw through her details at a glance. After all, she also saw some of the white-haired boy's heels.

Miao Luyou stretched out his left claw and grabbed Fang Ping'an's trouser leg and pulled it. Then he pointed at the white-haired boy and said, "The God of Far and the God of External Cult are the same. Don't care about these things for now. He should be a water god, but it's almost gone."

"I have heard that the God of Landscape is in charge of mountains and rivers. The God of Landscape is very clear about where there is a dragon vein tomb. The God of Water knows where there is a treasure of shipwrecks. You are still waiting for the treasure of Fangqian..."

As soon as Meow Ruyou was halfway through his words, Fang Ping'an had already arrived at the white-haired boy, with his face as if he was bathed in spring breeze.

Fang Ping'an gently placed the white-haired boy on the ground, then took the green rosary of water essence from his hand, held it in his hand and looked down at whether the play should be worth it. However, he pretended to chuckled and said, "Senior, what other wishes do you have yet to be fulfilled. I will help you realize them one by one, but do you know where there is a treasure of the shipwreck?"

Fang Ping'an turned his head and sighed: "My younger generation has a seriously ill mother at home and a cat with IQ disabilities. Now I am the only young and strong man at home. If I can't make money to treat my mother, I can only rely on my prettyness, young and strong, and go to the club to be a cowherd..."

Meow Luyou was listening on the side and was almost vomiting.

Look, listen!

Is this human word that Fang Qiuqiong said?

vomit……

Fang Ping'an handed Meow Ruyou a cat-killing look, and then realized that he had indeed acted.

Turning his head and looking at the gradually weakening and dissipating white-haired boy lying on the ground, he thought to himself that if he continued to act like this, he might not be able to get the news of the treasure when the white-haired boy died.

Fang Ping'an was simply, and the sadness on his face was swept away in an instant, as if he had changed his face. Then he stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and directly pulled the collar of his clothes and picked up the white-haired boy from the ground.

Fang Ping'an looked handsome, "It's so soft, right? Then I'm going to be tough!"

The white-haired boy looked confused.

What, you're going to be tough.

From beginning to end, you didn’t give me a chance to speak?!

"No, I..."

There was no chance to speak to the white-haired boy.

Little Fengdu suddenly started.

A loud bang suddenly rang out.

A huge black stone door slowly rose from the ground. There were two terrifying huge skeletons on both sides of the stone door. The skeleton humanoid figures each stretched out a white bone hand to grab the crack of the door and opened the black door with force.

No signs.

Many black chains flew out from behind the black gate, and instantly tied the white-haired boy to a strong position.

The chains clattered and quickly contracted, and soon dragged the white-haired boy into the black door.

Dong!

The door is closed.

A prompt appeared on Fang Ping'an's retina.

【Ku Ling: Bingyi Hebo (seriously injured and dying)】

【Level: River God】

【Strength: Lower-class - Overlord】

【Introduction: The dying old man would rather die than obey, but he never expected someone to do such a thing...]

Fang Ping'an looked at the introduction and smiled.

The skin is hard.

Meow Luyou was stunned when he saw it. Where is the river god just now?

I was caught by the big black gate and it was gone like that?

Wait, then again, Fang Qiuqiong also tied her with something similar yesterday!

Meow Luyou's eyes were circling in her sockets. In the end, she didn't know what the hell she thought of, but her ears were erect and her face turned red.

Fang Ping'an bent down and picked up the smoke gun left by Bingyi Hebo from the ground, threw the smoke gun into Wang Zhibao along with the water essence beads in his other hand, and then turned his head to Miao Luyou and said, "It's getting late, go home... Hum? Why are your face red? You can see clearly through the hair, and you're cooked? No..."

When I heard Fang Ping'an's heart-pounding words, Meow Road only wanted to be quiet with a cat.

Haha, the bald donkey who is lonely.
Chapter completed!