All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 884 Mister Fool is Numb (Part [-])
Ah Meng's introduction improved the personality of Mr. Fool's Tarot Club, and everyone who participated in the Tarot Club had a sense of honor.

So-and-so, do you know who it is? !
Son of Creator, chatted and laughed with me in a meeting.

You ordinary Extraordinary beings are just patterns.

Unlike other members of the Tarot Society who have a sense of superiority, Little Sun Derrick is from the land abandoned by the gods, the City of Silver.

Once believed in the ancient sun god, the second generation creator.

But with the fall of Bai Zao, the City of Silver was under darkness and curses, and they have been searching for it for thousands of years.

Mr. Sun, who joined the Tarot Society, obtained a lot of information. Based on his comprehensive evaluation, he doubted the real Creator, the Fallen Creator. It seems that the residents of the City of Silver always believed in "the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God."

"Mr. Ah Meng...I mean...I mean." Mr. Sun Derrick asked anxiously: "If His Excellency the True Creator returns to normal, will he return to the former territory?"

Mr. Ah Meng took a deep look at Derrick, and said calmly: "My participation in Mr. Fool's party is a sign that everything will be on the right track, and the road to redemption lies within."

Derrick's spirit body trembled, he stood up and bowed deeply to Mr. Fool and Mr. Meng: "I will obey your will."

After more than 580 years, the City of Silver finally found a glimmer of hope in the darkness, and found the way to salvation!
Because of the darkness, the City of Silver is seriously short of food, and can only satisfy its hunger by hunting dark monsters with flesh and some mutated animals. The only staple food is black-faced grass, which tastes rough, and the most common mushrooms are thousands of times more delicious than black-faced grass. tens of thousands of times.

If it just tastes ordinary, it can barely bear it.

The production of black-faced grass has an extremely terrible negative effect: it makes people within the coverage area bear a cursed fate, and all the dead will become terrifying evil spirits, which are difficult to reverse no matter what method is used, except The people of blood ended their lives with their own hands.

Therefore, the chief elder concealed it from everyone and established a sad tradition of killing relatives.

This is a helpless act, the only way to continue.

The City of Silver has been burdened with the crime of killing relatives for more than 2000 years. They have tried every means to get rid of it. They want people to go to the darkness alone.

But they all failed, and today!
Little Sun Derrick discovered a brand new and bright path of salvation, and he himself was in it.

The excitement cannot be described in words.

Mister Fool smiled back, his heart was full of crap, when can he join forces with a powerful evil god like the real Creator?

Mister Fool is so powerful, how could Klein not know.

Klein didn't know, but Mr. Strength Luo Feng knew.

Luo Feng praised with a smile: "Everything is due to Mr. Fool!"

Mister Fool groaned, what did he do? !

Under everyone's curious eyes, Luo Feng said excitedly: According to the copy of destiny drawn by Adam, in the Black Iron Era, in December 1349, on the last Tuesday, a certain faction of the Loen royal family teamed up with the Witch Sect and the Aurora Society to create Backlund. Great smog event.

The Loen royal family obtained the extraordinary characteristics of the conqueror from it, and prepared to have an extra angel for themselves. The Witch School and the Aurora Society tried to make the gods they believed in, the original witch and the real creator, descend.

Adam manipulated the tide of fate behind the scenes and created his own ritual of becoming a god.

Everyone is profitable and win-win cooperation, except for the workers and the poor who died in the great smog of Backlund, whose husbands, whose fathers, whose children, whose wives, and whose Family, who's friend.

Nobody big will care about them.

"Except Mr. Fool!" Luo Feng said impassionedly: "For the evil god, it is as light as a feather, and as small as dust."

"For a god, this is a necessary sacrifice. Only Mister Fool would lower his grace,"

Only the fool is different. When the fool comes, there will be a blue sky. When the fool comes, Backlund will be at peace!

Mr. Strength Luo Feng bowed deeply to Mr. Fool and said, "Because of your intervention, Mr. Emperor and Ms. Empress have joined the Tarot Society, and we have grasped the trends of the royal family and the Witch Sect."

"Because of you, Aurora will gradually go on the right track, and the true Creator will have the possibility to become normal!"

"Great Mister Fool, thank you!"

Above the gray mist, the great Mister Fool was numb.

Whatever you say is what it is.

This year's Tarot Club ended amidst the applause of the Fool. Although Mister Fool had embarrassingly dunked a castle above the gray fog, it didn't seem to affect the final goal.

Just like bragging about fools has nothing to do with fools, the study plan has nothing to do with Klein. Before he knew it, senior brother Audrey, third junior brother Huang Jiajia, and third prince Bailongma had already prepared.

"Bajie, it's up to you.

Luo Feng said leisurely, and under the guidance of a waiter, he went to the "Brave Bar" in the Backlund Bridge area and found Maric.

This is the station where Sharon has many hidden identities. One of the long-term contacts is Maric, who found him through the manager of the bar, and then found Sharon through him.

This is double insurance. It has to be said that the Extraordinary in the mysterious world is a group of dogs, except of course Master Luo, who is the God of Courage who dares to fight against fools.

Even the true gods of the hunter path and the angels of the storm path are not as brave as him.

Brave Bar, similar to the mercenary guild, publish tasks, solve tasks, and get paid.

After using the Jinpeng Dafa, Luo Feng got his wish and met Maric.

Maric was in a card room where a dozen people were playing Texas Hold'em.

It's just that everyone else is a corpse, controlled by Maric.This is the ability of the Bound One Path, which can manipulate corpses. Putting it in the Western Continent is the Taoist priest of Maoshan.

A living person and a dozen dead bodies played poker for half the night in a dimly lit room. Such a scene made ordinary people more and more horrified the more they thought about it.

But Luo Feng felt extremely familiar, and this operation was a bit familiar.

"Play with yourself." Luo Feng smiled and applauded: "It's been a long time since I had this experience. It reminds me of many avatars."

Maric was stunned for a moment, and asked with some surprise: "What is a clone?"

This is a vocabulary belonging to the East, which is difficult to explain in mysticism.

Luo Feng smiled lightly, sat down at a seat, and explained with great interest: "I haven't seen the fellow Taoist of the road to clone for a long time, let me give you a brief explanation."

"The so-called avatars have three classes, upper, middle and lower."

(End of this chapter)