"So...... It's highly likely that that person is really Yunchen?"

Many of the monks' gazes became treacherous, and some crept away from the crowd, or hung behind Yunchen and the enforcer, or began to contact hands.

A powerful man came to the crowd quietly, listened to various discussions for a while, and then looked at Yue Zengquan's corpse on the side, and muttered, "It's funny, a little guy I accidentally saw in the past has grown to such a point, and the Holy Dome Homeland can be regarded as a successor." ”

The man in the big suit came quietly and left quietly, but the people around him were unaware of it, and no one glanced at his position all the time.

Yunchen and the enforcer silently walked side by side, and on the way, he caught a faint fluctuation from the other party's body, which was communicating with people, and he didn't show any discoloration in this regard.

The law enforcer of the Free Domain intentionally or unintentionally took Yunchen all the way to the remote place, and finally, after walking out of the downtown area, several more demigods greeted him and answered the two of them.

"Takukata-sama has arrived, just ahead!" someone whispered, and looked Yunchen up and down.

"Lord Tuofang is here?" The demigod enforcer who came all the way with Yunchen was quite surprised, he had already summoned Yunchen and would bring Yunchen back, but he didn't expect that a big man would rush to answer halfway.

"Well, let's speed up, don't keep Takukata-sama waiting. ”

A few demigods must also be honored as adults, at least a true god.

Yunchen never showed any abnormality, kept silent, and followed a few people very cooperatively.

After another twist and turn, the group entered a grove and stopped outside a small, ruined pavilion. There was a thin man standing in the pavilion with his hands on his back, and a trace of aura faintly revealed from him all indicated that this was a Shinto powerhouse.

The thin powerhouse didn't take a second look at the demigods who were saluting him, his eyes fell directly on Yun Chen, he swept his eyes back and forth, and gradually showed a hint of a smile.

"My name is Takufang!

He said this to Yun Chen, and he smiled quite happily, with his eyes, he could naturally see the fact that Yun Chen had a divine body.

This fact is enough to remind him of many things. For example, maybe that one is really Yunchen, and the reason why he only has the cultivation of the Divine Realm is because some changes have occurred, and Yunchen's cultivation has temporarily fallen......

"Your people, you want me to cooperate with the investigation, I'm here!" Yunchen asked curiously, "What will you do next?"

"I know, you are indeed Yunchen!" Tuofang said with a smile: "The people below don't dare to confirm your identity because they don't have enough eyesight and can't see too many problems!

Yunchen said lightly: "I have long admitted that I am Yunchen, but I am just curious about what you will do next." ”

Tuofang spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "What else can I do, naturally I will hand you over to the people of the Southern Heaven Domain." The people of the Southern Heaven Domain have been looking for you, and if they knew that you appeared here, but the people on our side didn't do anything, I'm afraid there would be a problem. ”

Yunchen smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I thought you were also for the so-called Hidden Scripture Palace's secret collection." ”

"Those things are indeed very tempting, but I have self-knowledge, it is a hot potato, I can't eat it, it is better to sell a favor to Nantianyu, and the benefits will naturally be indispensable at that time." ”

"You're very straightforward. ”

"Strength is the support of everything!"

"You want to hand me over to the Phoenix Clan, what if I don't agree?"

Hearing this, Tuo Fang chuckled a few times and said, "I can't help you! I know that you are very powerful, but now you are not at your peak, in front of me, you don't agree, what can you change?"

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