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"Yeah." Luo Chuan nodded.

Bu took a deep breath in poetry, his expression a bit solemn.

She has heard of the name of Mount Xumi.

This is the foremost powerful force on the Tianlan Continent. Compared with the Tianxing Empire, it is not known how much stronger it is.

Unexpectedly, a seemingly ordinary man in black is actually from Mount Xumi!

In addition, although I don’t know the name of Wutian Buddha, Bu Shiyi can guess it, it must be very powerful!

Buddha, not all monks can have it!

"Buddha? Is that uncle a monk? It doesn't look like it!" Bu Lige's focus is completely different from Bu's poetry.

Bu Shiyi glanced at Bu Lige helplessly, but didn't say much.

Because in her heart, there are the same doubts.

"Some monks look like monks, but inside they have nothing to do with monks.

Some people, although they don't look like monks, they are eminent monks inside. "Luo Chuan said flatly.

Seeing the two men's thoughtful expressions, Luo Chuan stopped talking.

"How do I feel, the boss you said is so profound?" Bu Lige scratched his hair.

"Huh... Boss, we are going in." Bu Shiyi seemed to understand something, and took Bu Lige into the Origin Mall.

Bu Shiyi Bingxue was smart, and naturally easily guessed the meaning of Luochuan's words.

However, this kind of affairs between big brothers has a poetic feel, and can not be mixed and not mixed.

Otherwise, they will not be able to bear any aftermath...

Bu Lige was puzzled by Bu's poetic pulling herself away.

But after seeing the latter's slightly solemn expression, he didn't say anything interestingly.

Because Bu Lige has many years of experience, he would definitely not feel good when he returned to Zhennan Houfu if he touched Bu's poetic mold at this time.

This is the result of years of blood and tears...

The two of Bu Shiyi had just entered the Origin Mall, when an inexplicable breath suddenly appeared in the alley.

Then, a man in a black robe appeared quietly.

It is Wutian.

Wutian nodded slightly to Luochuan, and then walked into Origin Mall.

Originally, Bu Lige and Bu Poetic were talking happily with Yao Ziyan.

But when Wutian walked in, the three of them were silent.

Because Wutian's body seems to have a special aura that makes people unable to ignore it, but also feels fearful.

Wutian didn't care about this, he still bought things on his own, paying for Lingjing.

After eating the instant noodles, he played the game silently.

"Sister Ziyan, this...uncle has always been like this?" Bu Lige asked Wutian a glance.

Uncle?

Yao Ziyan was amused at Bu Lige's name for Wutian and couldn't help but laugh.

Bu Lige puzzled.

Uncle, there seems to be nothing wrong with it?

Soon, Yao Ziyan narrowed his smile and said with a serious face: "Yes. Everyone has their own unique character. Maybe the Wutian Buddha is just accustomed to being alone."

"Sister Ziyan, is this Wutian Buddha very powerful?" Bu Lige asked suddenly.

Yao Ziyan smiled and asked, "Venerable Ninth-Rank, do you think it's amazing?"

"Hi! Venerable Ninth-Rank?" Bu Lige's eyes widened, and he took a breath.

In the eyes of Bu Lige, Wendao Realm was a very terrifying existence.

The Heavenly Star Emperor Ji Wuhui was just asking about the pinnacle.

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