I’ve already cleared Naruto, you let me travel through Douluo

The purple-clothed deacon tried it out and realized that the idiot next to him had been scared to death.

Although he was not that embarrassed, he collapsed on the ground with a gloomy look on his face, seeming to be in pain for his next fate.

"He will be killed."

He thought silently.

But Su Chen didn't kill him. Instead, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, still with that smile.

The purple-robed deacon was pulled up by Su Chen while trembling, and asked with some confusion.

"I...I don't have to die?"

"I've looked into this place."

How could Su Chen come without any preparation?

After investigating in advance, he found that although the deacon in purple acted a little domineering, he was not a treacherous person.

It's just that the deputy palace master named Tang is his brother-in-law, so he usually takes care of him more.

As for beating people to death, Deacon Ziyi didn't know anything about it.

"It's not a pity that the idiot next to you died. I didn't expect that he was frightened to death. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let him go."

"As for you, everyone's opinion of your character is pretty good, but you should never be judged by appearance. I won't argue with you and will spare your life."

"Thank you, thank you Lord Tian Shengzi for your magnanimity! I thought, I thought I was dead."

Su Chen shook his head and thought to himself, I'm not a fool, but I killed my own grassroots cadres just for two women I just met?

People who do this kind of thing have too many brain problems.

Su Chen was always concerned about whether the core of Wuhun Palace had deteriorated at the grassroots level.

From the perspective of Longcheng, although there is some nepotism, it is not a big problem.

At least it was much better than he expected.

Sure enough, those in power cannot leave the masses.

This is true no matter which world we are in. Only by communicating with the masses can we maintain the purity of our beliefs.

My own actions to spread the communication soul guide and hold daily morning meetings, as well as Bibi Dong's god-making operation were all correct.

"Don't talk about whether you are dead or not, and do more serious work. The two women inside have a certain fate with me. Please help me more in the far north."

"Yes! Lord Tianshengzi!"

After what happened, there was nothing else to do. Su Chen explained it, then spread out his silver wings and flew away.

There were still many things to do, and he had to go back to the Tiandou Empire to communicate with Qian Renxue first.

The purple-robed deacon watched Su Chen leave and knelt on the ground piously.

While watching the silver light go away, he decided to clean up his wife's family after returning home!

No one can affect the purity of his belief in Wuhun Palace!

The two people in the hall didn't know what happened specifically. When they saw the purple-clothed deacon coming back, they shrank into a ball before their fear was over.

But when he saw the purple-clothed deacon untying the rope for the two of them, he was still surprised, and the purple-clothed deacon spoke.

After some talk, the reason was explained clearly, and Sister Lan couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's actually the legendary Holy Son of Heaven. I didn't expect that we would be lucky enough to meet such a person."

"What happened today was due to my oversight. Our Wuhun Palace will also arrange treatment for you two."

"Of course there will be follow-up compensation. If you are dissatisfied, you can also complain to our superiors."

Sister Lan was happy after hearing these words. Today's ups and downs were too exaggerated, but Xue Yi asked quietly from the side.

"Has he left already?"

Sister Lan and Deacon Ziyi were stunned. Seeing the little girl's behavior and tone, they didn't understand that she was emotional.

Sister Lan couldn't help but sigh, and the purple-clothed deacon also shook his head.

When I was young, I really couldn’t meet amazing people.

"Can I join the Spirit Hall?"

Xue Yi saw the appearance of these two people. As smart as she was, she naturally understood a lot of things.

Of course, the purple-clothed deacon would not refuse, but Sister Lan was stunned for a moment, but then heard Xue Yi continue.

"Maybe our identities are very far apart now, so I will start from joining Wuhun Palace and use my own way to get closer to him step by step!"

Xue Yi's words were powerful, but Su Chen didn't know that he just did something casually and attracted a little girl to work hard for him.

Su Chen was very fast, and he returned to the city in just over a day.

As he was passing by, a sudden sensation made him stop.

"Hahaha monster! Fatty! Red-haired potato!"

"Why can't you just cry! Fight back!"

In a certain alley, a fat man with red hair was fighting back hard.

But obviously, his tortoise punches had no effect, and he was surrounded and beaten after a while.

Just as he was wiping his tears and nose, a piece of paper was suddenly handed over from behind him.

"Wipe it, the snot and tears are coming out."

The little fat man looked back and saw a very handsome big brother.

He felt a little embarrassed to be seen like this by others, so the little fat man pretended not to care and said harshly.

"I'm not crying, I'm just blushing. I'm Ma Hongjun! A soul master! In the future, I will become someone like the legendary Son of Heaven, Su Chen!"

Su Chen also didn't expect that in this somewhat funny incident, he would actually meet one of the future Shrek Seven Monsters, the second-level god Phoenix God Ma Hongjun, a fat little man who values ​​love and justice but is forced to be lustful.

Hearing what he said again, he asked half-jokingly.

"Why do you worship the Holy Son of Heaven?"

"I, I have been an orphan since I was very young. I have clothes to wear, food to eat, and meat to eat, all because of the inspection and support of Wuhun Palace."

"The village chief grandpa said that these things didn't exist before, and the empire didn't care about the life or death of us civilians. This was all advocated by Master Tian Shengzi of Wuhun Palace. I... I learned that the favor should be repaid."

With that said, Ma Hongjun proudly showed off his new clothes.

"I have two sets of clothes a year, one for winter and one for summer. I can't even wear them all!"

Su Chen looked at Ma Hongjun, but fell into silence.

Those decisions he made at that time were just to discover potential soul masters and to increase some strength.

After all, in this fantasy world, food and clothes are nothing to a power at the level of Wuhun Palace, but I didn't expect it to have such an effect.

"Little fat man, since you admire the Holy Son of Heaven so much, do you know what the Holy Son of Heaven looks like?"

"Of course I know!"

Ma Hongjun said very proudly.

"The last time I went to Wuhun Hall to awaken, I saw the portrait of Holy Son Tian! He is about the same age as me! But he is thinner and much prettier than me! Silver hair! Black eyes! Like …”

As he spoke, Ma Hongjun's eyes involuntarily moved to the smiling silver-haired elder brother in front of him.