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Chapter 631 Eighteenth Level Hell (please ask for monthly tickets)(2/2)

Fang Xing was not hungry at this time and threw the bamboo tube containing the bamboo rice in his hand to the ghost.

The ghost stretched out his hand and could actually grab the bamboo tube, and then immediately began to feast on it.

"Don't worry... there are a lot here."

Fang Xing smiled and planted another strange vine.

When green gourds emerge on the vines, a chill burst out.

Fang Xing picked a mouth of the green-skinned gourd and opened the gourd's mouth. In an instant, a sweet spring gushed out.

As a legendary druid, as long as he wants to give him a certain amount of time to plant all the eighteen layers of hells and turn them into heaven, it is nothing more than a pity.

At this time, the warrior ghost like a starving ghost had eaten more than a dozen pieces of bamboo rice, and his expression seemed to have become a little clearer.

"Okay, after eating my meal, I will work for me."

Fang Xing grabbed the ghost, and the magic of ecstasy flashed through his eyes.

After obtaining the Taoist priesthood of the ten sects of good and evil and completing the soul-seeking technique, his current soul-searching technique has become more outstanding.

Soon, the life of this middle-aged soldier appeared before his eyes.

This veteran of warfare is named "Wu Yong". He is a devout believer of the God of War. For the sake of the gods' cause, he could give up everything and join the elite corps of the God of War, survived dozens of times, and then retired and returned to the countryside to marry and have children.

Speaking of which, this should be a very common story, but he married his wife too beautifully. Not every clergyman in the War Church is a saint who is pure and desireless...

When the incident happened, Wu Yong had lost his wife and children. He was so crazy that he directly sharpened the rusty sword brought back from the battlefield and took the life of the priest.

Then, he was beaten as a "faithless person". Not only was he killed, he also had to go to hell after his death, waiting for his soul to disappear...

"He actually still has faith, but the church of the God of War abandoned him."

Fang Xing shook his head and threw the ghost away.

Lu Zhong trembled all over and was possessed by a ghost, as if he felt the ghost's life: "No..."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed out from his eyes. After all, as a temple warrior, one must uphold justice: "Why is this happening?"

"It's very simple, because the procedure is wrong. Even if Wu Yong's behavior is just, he must die!"

Fang Xing sneered: "In the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, even if you are wronged, you can pray to Shangguan to make decisions for you, but you just can't make decisions for yourself! This is called rebellion! Of course, you have to suppress it hard!"

"But this is not the key. The key is that although this man killed the priest of the God of War, he still believed in the God of War... but the gods abandoned him and let him suffer here until his soul was scattered..."
Chapter completed!
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