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"Xiu'er, Daddy, this is for your good!"

A slightly old voice sounded, and a man who looked to be about fifty years old stood in front of the gate of the house, persuading him bitterly.

He should be a big local family, but he is dressed without any wealth at all, he looks like an old farmer who has been farming for many years, and his appearance is quite honest and honest.

In the courtyard, a woman dressed in white, who was as cold as the moonlight, stood under the peach tree in the courtyard, looking a little angry.

"My father really didn't lie to you, those martial arts cheats were really obtained from Liu Bowen's tomb for my father, but these things are not my Xue family's, but the other party left them to others, if it is other debts, it will be fine if you don't pay it back, but what kind of person is Liu Bowen, that is the existence that even the dragon vein can be cut off, if his debt is not repaid, my Xue family will have no life in the future!"

"I don't want anything else, but I ask for a promise, father, you are going to marry me to Na Lin Nuo just by saying a word in that tomb?" The voice of the woman in white was extremely crisp and pleasant, but with a bit of coldness that no one should enter, and it could be seen that she was very angry at this time.

"Daddy has his own way of judging, in short, Daddy only has a daughter like you, can he harm you?"

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In the cold and bleak small mountain villages, some dilapidated thatched huts are pasted with red big happy characters, and the villagers gather outside the thatched huts to drink happy wine, and they all look very happy.

On the top of the hill not far away, a middle-aged man sat on a boulder, watching the lively wedding scene, and whispering to himself.

"I brought you the martial arts cheats for the beginning, and even my daughter married you as a wife, this sincerity is enough, right?"

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On the boundary of eastern Liaodong, on the top of a high mountain in the Changbai Mountains, a middle-aged man stood on it, looking at Luding Mountain, which had lost its dragon vein, with a flat expression.

"Soared, all soared, the good karma of the poor road can be regarded as a complete merit, as for the follow-up, it is not something I can mix!"

While talking to himself, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemed to be projected from the shadow of the time path, and he saw the figure of Lin Nuo in the outside world.

"Good son-in-law, I know that you will definitely come here to explore the answer in the future, in fact, there is no need, you just need to know that Poor Dao has no malice, just to form a good fate!"

"The identity of the poor road, you will know when the time comes, as for Xiu'er's origin, you can't say, you can't say, you just need to know that she is your wife, don't check the rest!"

The voice fell, and the figure of the middle-aged man began to slowly dissipate, turning into particles of light in the sky, dissipating into the vast void.

Airplanes~~

With a wave of his robe, Lin Nuo scattered the shadow of time in front of him, standing in the vast void, and fell silent for a while.

Originally, I came here this time mainly to investigate Liu Bowen's affairs, but now it seems that it has nothing to do with Liu Bowen at all, everything is just arranged by my father-in-law!

"Forming a good relationship?"

Lin Nuo took a deep breath, who was the other party, and what did he see, just before he lowered his projection clone and came to such a small world, just to form a good relationship with him who had not yet started his cultivation?

No matter who the other party was, Lin Nuo knew very well that the strength of the other party was extremely terrifying, even above those so-called Origin Cultivators.

You must know that the foreign Origin Cultivator, after the Dao Master was forced to leave, there were still some Origin Cultivators looking for something, and for so many years, those Origin Cultivators did not find any traces of themselves, but the middle-aged man who claimed to be poor was the first to find his original world.

This strength or deduction technique is definitely the top type of existence in the heavens and ten thousand worlds!

So the question is, if nothing else, his cheap father-in-law is definitely the top type of existence in the heavens, but even he is secretive about Xiu'er's origin, and even faintly in awe, is it really as he guessed, Xiu'er is really the embodiment of the Great Dao?

Or, is it an alien origin monk of the level of a Dao Master?

Originally, I came here to find answers to some doubts, but instead added more answers, after a moment of silence, Lin Nuo didn't bother to dwell on this matter anymore, the most important thing now is to improve his own strength!

The blessings required to condense the bodies of high-level gods and demons to the Great Perfection are simply immeasurable, although in the Perfect World Plane to be honored as the Ancestral Town to kill the Cangdi and other four emperors, he has received a lot of luck blessings, but these are far from enough.

The luck of some ordinary universe planes has been difficult to get into his magic eyes, and now it is not a plane of the level of the chaotic universe, he is too lazy to go!

Secretly contemplating, Lin Nuo subconsciously separated a wisp of his mind and entered the small tower of Zhihai.

"Little Tower, change to a high-level world, preferably at the level of the Chaos Universe!"

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In the unknown underworld, tall and burly ghost soldiers with hideous faces roared and whipped with whips, and electric lights flashed on the whips, whipping them again and again on those ghosts with blank faces.

"Hurry up!"

"You're all dead, you've all become ghosts, hurry up. ”

"You are the prince, tens of millions of people, 30,000 iron horsemen, the prince of the world is nothing in my underworld!"

Smack!

The sound of whipping came and went, especially the ghost who shouted that he was the prince, and he was whipped dozens of times, and the ghost who smoked became thin and was about to dissipate before stopping.

Lin Nuo stood in the group of ghosts, watching this scene a little speechlessly.

It is not certain which dimensional world I came to this time, but I first came to the underworld of this world, and had a close contact with a group of ghosts.

"I'm supposed to be dead, then...... This is the Netherworld?" Beside Lin Nuo, a young man retracted his gaze blankly, and asked in a low voice at Lin Nuo, "Friend, are we still human, have we all become ghosts?"

"I may not be human, but you are a real ghost!" Lin Nuo looked at the man in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, no wonder he would come to the underworld this time, but he didn't expect to meet a quasi-lucky son in this kind of place.

The so-called quasi-son of luck, that is, the favor of heaven and earth, there is atmospheric luck, but there is still a lack of a great transformation from becoming the son of luck, to put it bluntly, it is the candidate of the son of luck, as for whether the other party can successfully transform into a son of luck in the future, this matter depends on its own creation!

It's just that after saying this, Lin Nuo suddenly felt a little wrong, and inadvertently, he scolded himself!