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Chapter 238 Dialogue with the Mausoleum Keeper

"If you dare to chase me, I will demolish your village." Mrs. Michelle said with a cold face without looking back.

Liu Yufeng looked back and saw a deformed man winking at him and threatening him silently. He obviously wanted to show a fierce expression, but the big and small eyes turned out to be very funny, which almost made Liu Yufeng laugh. He did stop.

There was no pursuit in mid-air. It was obvious that Mrs. Michelle's words were very intimidating.

Get rid of deformed men,

The two of them flew like this for a long time in the air full of colorful light spots. Liu Yufeng did not ask who the man was, and Mrs. Michelle did not explain. Just as Mrs. Michelle would not ask Liu Yufeng what kind of magic he was doing after absorbing divinity.

On the road, everyone has their own privacy, and it is very impolite to ask about these things unless necessary.

This flight lasted for a long time. After Liu Yufeng saw more than a dozen floating towns and villages, he vaguely saw a solitary mountain. It was strange and high, and looked like the long ice in the north in winter.

Liuzi, but it is black and gray, surrounded by illusory white air, exuding some kind of eerie and cold atmosphere.

When approaching the solitary mountain, the bodies of Liu Yufeng and Mrs. Michelle began to be continuously pushed down. It seemed to have some kind of magic power. No matter which angle you approached it from, you would eventually be pulled to the foot of the mountain.

In front of a dilapidated-looking gate, Mrs. Michel pointed to the stairs that went up the mountain behind the gate to the top of Gushan Mountain and said:

"I can't go in. You go up the stairs. The top of the mountain is the cemetery. You can't fly here."

Liu Yufeng raised his head and looked at the almost endless mountain top, then looked at the long and winding stairs, and swallowed.

"I'm afraid my next round of the game has started and I haven't even reached the halfway point yet."

Taking a deep breath, placing his hands on both sides of his face in a trumpet shape, Liu Yufeng shouted to the top of the mountain with all his strength:

"Great tomb keeper, please help me!"

Shaking his head slightly, Michelle felt that Liu Yufeng was too naive. How could such an unpredictable being care about how he went up the mountain? He was not a waiter.

"You'd better walk up there. This is not an ordinary place. You just have to walk..."

Mrs. Michelle couldn't say any more, because Liu Yufeng had suddenly disappeared, leaving her alone at the foot of the mountain, looking messy.

No? Are all great beings so easy to talk to now? Just help if you ask for help?

With a look of surprise on her face, Mrs. Michelle was very sure that even her grandfather did not have such a great face. Once you enter the angel stage, your humanity will become less and less and you will become more and more indifferent. This is an inevitable outcome.

, and since the other party responded, it can only mean that Liu Yufeng is an extraordinary person.

Feeling that he was lifted to the top of the mountain by a powerful force like a chicken, and thrown into the cemetery at will. Liu Yufeng was in the middle of all kinds of strange tombs, and his heart suddenly sank. The sad and solemn atmosphere once again affected him.

This kind of sadness lingers in my heart no matter what.

Instead of rushing to absorb divinity, Liu Yufeng relied on his memory and walked towards the tomb where he had originally been. With his memory, he searched for a long time but could not find the tomb where he crawled out.

"Stop looking for it. Graves are for the dead. Now that you have come back to life, you no longer need a grave."

The voice of the tomb keeper suddenly sounded next to Liu Yufeng's ears.

"Who am I? What on earth were those pages of spiritual training methods?"

Liu Yufeng finally encountered this kind of existence and was determined to find out everything he wanted to know.

"You are Liu Yufeng, but you will change your name in the future, by one word. As for the mental power training method, it is a small gift from me."

"Why should I change a word? I'm not Joker, right? Who are my parents? Where are they?"

"Joker means not only an evil god, but also a clown, a waste, and a fool. Are you a Joker? Do you want to be a Joker? Don't you know the answer by asking your heart? When you get this answer, you

Does it still matter whether he was the evil god?"

Standing in the cemetery, Liu Yufeng asked many questions in one breath, even about the ancient sacred article in his mind, but the guardian of the tomb only said one sentence.

He said:

"The answer is right in front of you, but you have to be patient. Telling some things to you right now is like killing you directly, because your [power] and [wisdom] are not enough to carry the [secrets] of this world, even if you just listen

Even a few words will kill you, and you will understand the next time we meet."

Clenching the fists of his hands tightly together, Liu Yufeng looked up to the sky and asked:

"When will we meet again?"

"After you decide to change a word in your name."

Nodding slightly, Liu Yufeng did not ask any more questions. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes directly, and began to call the name of the fifth-level divinity:

"lozhangzisaka!"

"lozhangzisaka!"

"lozhangzisaka!"

In a tomb not far away, Liu Yufeng sensed a black ripple, which was somewhere between tangible and intangible. It quickly approached Liu Yufeng, and an extremely pleasant sound of death gradually sounded in his ears. As soon as the song sounded, Liu Yufeng

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the foot of the lonely mountain, and at the same time completed the absorption of the fifth level divinity.

As for the sixth-order divinity, Liu Yufeng did not dare to absorb it, because the third-order, sixth-order, and ninth-order divinities were all powerfully uncontrollable, and even had independent consciousness.

When the first two divinities are not fused, doing this is no less than seeking death.

"Let's go back."

Seeing that Liu Yufeng was in a heavy mood, Mrs. Michelle didn't say much. She took Liu Yufeng and flew to the village where she came from. After another long flight, Mrs. Michelle kicked her at the entrance of the village like she was kicking garbage.

He kicked the deformed man who was kneeling on one knee and holding a rose in his hand and kicked him away. The level of violence made Liu Yufeng swallow his saliva.

"Michelle, I was wrong back then! Give me another chance!"

After giving the man a cold look, Michelle pulled Liu Yufeng and disappeared on the teleportation platform.

Returning to Harold Town, Mrs. Michelle closed the teleportation platform directly, and then said coldly:

"This is a scumbag."

Liu Yufeng swallowed again, feeling a chill on his back, and said:

"oh."

"Thousands of years after my husband died, he came to the town every day to show his courtesy, but while he was chasing me, he also chased other women in the town." Mrs. Michelle said with a cold face.

"It's really hateful." Liu Yufeng supported from the side, but he felt a little guilty.

Those eyes full of wisdom seemed to see Liu Yufeng's guilty conscience. Mrs. Michelle pinched Liu Yufeng's face affectionately and said:

"People outside the town call this a scumbag, but people in our town do this and call it skill. You have to be a capable person, contribute more to the town, and marry more people into your family. Our family is big enough.

Come on, don't be a loser, we'll take care of the kids for you."

Liu Yufeng was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. The style of Harold Town was really a bit... too double-standard.
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