Myriad Realms: I'm Scared to Paralyze the Entire Server

As long as this guy is solved, if you want to come to this puppet, it should be solved, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Feng used his divine sense to convey the order again, so that the clone could act faster.

After receiving Chen Feng's order, the clone quickly moved again.

This time, because of Chen Feng's restraint, the ghost man had no way to rescue him.

The hall master could only watch the avatar come to him, a sword slashed across his neck, and the desperate gaze never dissipated in his eyes.

After solving the hall master, the light in the ghost man's eyes also dimmed, and the whole person stood there, motionless.

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Chapter [-] The Saintess of the Underworld! (Add one more, please subscribe, please customize)

Outside the hidden world, in the underground city where the Ming clan is located.

The altar on the square has been removed due to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

And Fang Qingtong was also transferred to a palace specially built for her.

Shisha'er carried a basin of water, entered the palace, looked at Fang Qingtong, who was still asleep on the bed, and sighed.

She actually regrets it a little now. During her time at school, Fang Qingtong treated her well, but for the future of the Ming clan, she had to do it.

In fact, she also thought about what to do if Fang Qingtong didn't agree after waking up.

But Shui Minghua told her that as long as she accepts the inheritance, she will wholeheartedly consider the future of the Ming clan and will not think about other things.

It was because of this that she regretted it.

In this case, is Fang Qingtong still himself?

He took out the towel from the basin, twisted it, came to the bedside, and gently wiped Fang Qingtong's face.

As he was wiping, he suddenly found that Fang Qingtong's eyelids seemed to move. 20

But when she looked closely, there was no movement.

The hookah, who felt that he was confused, sighed, turned around with the towel and put it in the basin.

Looking back at Fang Qingtong again, Shisha'er was ready to go out with the basin.

At this time, a soft moan came from behind.

Shisha'er turned around in surprise, put the basin aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Fang Qingtong.

Slowly, Fang Qingtong opened his eyes, and in an instant, an indescribable power burst out, making Shisha'er feel a lot of pressure.

"Fang, Instructor Fang, you, are you awake?"

Although it was a little uncomfortable, the hookah still said happily.

"Who are you and why are you so disrespectful to this saint?"

But to Shisha'er's surprise, Fang Qingtong stared at her coldly, her eyes full of indifference.

The words that came out of her mouth also made Shisha'er a little stunned.

"guide……"

The teacher was about to blurt out a sentence when he suddenly saw Fang Qingtong's cold eyes, but couldn't say anything.

He got off the bed, knelt on one knee on the ground, and lowered his head with tears in his eyes.

"Reporting to the Holy Maiden, this slave is the daughter of the general of the Ming clan, your personal maid, Shisha'er."

When Shisha'er said this sentence, she was full of remorse, and her mind was full of Fang Qingtong's previous appearance.

"Well? Is that so?"

Without seeing any movement from her, Fang Qingtong had already come to the dressing table in the bedroom.

"By the way, this sage has just awakened, and the previous memory is running out. Tell this sage, what is this sage's name?"

Looking at the appearance in the mirror, Fang Qingtong's eyes showed a hint of confusion, but then he returned to that icy look.

Shisha'er raised his head suddenly and looked at Fang Qingtong in disbelief.

She never thought that Fang Qingtong woke up and lost her memory! !

But things have come to an end, the boat is done, and there is no way to go back to the past.

"Well? Don't you know the name of this saint?"

Fang Qingtong's willow brows wrinkled, and the pressure of a superior suddenly descended, pressing down on Shisha'er.

"Slaves, slaves know!!"

Shisha'er gritted her teeth, knelt on the ground, and said with great pressure.

"The saint, the saint's name is Fang Qingtong."

"Fang Qingtong? Well, it's pretty good. Let's call it this name in the future."

Fang Qingtong looked at herself in the mirror, smiled inexplicably, and said with satisfaction.

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