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Chapter 295 Gifts(1/2)

"Danger!"

"careful!"

When the fluctuations of the crazy sun pollution spread, and others were still immersed in the Yin-Yang Butterfly crying and did not react, several figures suddenly appeared beside Wei Xun!

Yu Hehui and Tong Hege desperately poured pure spiritual power into Wei Xun's body. Dream Chaser and Black Widow tried to knock off the sun pendant, while Zhang Xingzang, Mao Xiaole, and Wang Yushu became a force to control the psychic medium.

Surrounded by three people!

"How dare you?!"

Mao Xiaole shouted sternly, and directly drew his sword and slashed at the psychic medium's head. At the same time, Wang Yushu kicked away the Yin-Yang Butterfly... He didn't kick it away. The man was crying and hugging Bing's lower leg too tightly. Wang Yushu didn't kick him at all.

Kick. But the Yin-Yang Butterfly is just a gadget. What they are more wary of is the psychic and Pinocchio!

This is an extremely strong pollution at 30 degrees north latitude. I didn’t even look at Pinocchio. I just touched it with my own hands and instantly my whole body was seriously affected by the crazy sun?! How dare the Butcher Alliance sneak it over and hand it over?

In the hands of Bingyi!

Bingyi may be now, he may have been...

However, the psychic did not dodge. His eyes still stayed on Bingyi, who was holding the sun pendant in his hand. There seemed to be surprise, obsession, and nostalgia in his eyes. He didn't care about the long sword that was about to hit his neck, because he

Know--

Buzz!

There was a crisp sound, and Mao Xiaole's sword slashing at the medium's neck seemed to have struck hard steel! No, that was not steel, but the blazing sunlight. A small speck of solar pollution entangled itself in the medium's neck like a fiery snake,

At this moment it was activated, like the blooming sun and fireworks, directly polluting Mao Xiaole's sword, turning it into scrap metal!

The pupils of everyone who saw this scene shrank suddenly, and their hearts were as shocked as when they felt the pure abyss aura on Bingyi and when they saw the psychic medium take out the sun pendant.

The man who lives his life is a lunatic, and the psychic who helps him deal with various matters is even crazier. Not everyone can come back alive when they mistakenly wear a suit and sneak into a gathering of big guys as a young tour guide.

There are many private rumors about what happened that year, and the most widely circulated one is that when the psychic was in danger, a man who was also hiding his identity passed by at the gathering and thought he was interesting. The dying psychic asked him

He asked for help, but the life-seeking man was indifferent and cold, leaving him to choose in a desperate situation.

If he can bear the pollution of the crazy sun without going crazy, give him shelter.

So there was the Crying Medium who later became the number one in the second class and the most loyal to the Butcher Alliance.

There are many unbelievable aspects of the legend, and how could the medium who was a small tour guide be able to carry the pollution of the Crazy Sun? However, in any case, the medium has a sun-like tattoo on the back of his neck, and the pollution of the Crazy Sun resides in it.

When the Divinator or his puppet and the medium appear at the same time, the sun's pollution will infect him, making him stronger while also protecting him.

However, the man has been studying at the Sun Gate for several years, and the mark of the sun on the neck of the medium has never lit up again.

But now solar pollution is back!

Countless thoughts were tumbling in everyone's minds, and a series of clues were connected together. The aura on Bingyi's body, the sun pendant he took, the "Sir" whispered by Yin Yang Butterfly when he knelt down, and now, the most important thing.

The mark of the sun on the back of the medium's neck revives.

"Who...are you?"

The dream chaser couldn't help but ask, asking the deepest question in everyone's mind.

Who are you?

Who is Bingyi?

Are you the younger brother of the Life-Happy Man, the Life-Happy Man's puppet, or... the Life-Happy Man himself??!

Could it be him? Could it really be him?

The scene on the high platform also aroused uproar in the hearts of the live audience and the crowd in the virtual hall!

"You asked me who I am..."

But under the spotlight of everyone, in an extremely solemn and almost suffocating atmosphere, Bingyi just curled up the corners of his mouth, and his smile actually looked a bit evil.

His slender fingers rested on his sunglasses, as if he was about to take off his sunglasses at the next moment and reveal his true face. Countless people subconsciously held their breath, as if he was about to reveal his true identity at the next moment.

At the same time, it was confirmed that the sun pendant was really not in the Butcher Alliance, and the puppet master who rushed over as quickly as possible was completely invisible with the privilege of Level 2, hiding around, with a serious expression on his face.

She had confirmed Bingyi's identity countless times before, confirming that he was not a puppet of the man who wanted to live, but now the puppet master was suspicious again.

There has never been an incarnation of the person who is in charge of the life-loving man. It stands to reason that a tour guide of his level will definitely slice it, but no one knows what he sliced ​​and where it is. The real body of the life-loving man is definitely at the Inca Sun Gate.

I had never had this kind of aura on my body before. He is definitely closely connected with the sun pendant.

If, if Bingyi is really...

The next second, a simple and elegant, golden long bow appeared in her hand. There was no movement around the puppet master, like a hunter completely hidden in the air.

It is absolutely impossible to draw a bow without turning back, and to keep a low profile.

If Bingyi is really a life-seeking person, then she will shoot down the sun today.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and everyone's eyes fell on Bingyi. His fingers covered with black gloves were like hooks, pulling the hearts of countless people.

However, to everyone's surprise, Bing Yi simply pushed up his sunglasses.

Of course he knew what everyone wanted to see, what they were looking forward to and what they were afraid of. What about taking off the sunglasses and putting on the red cloak.

but……

None at all.

Wei Xun smiled and said: "Of course I am the vice president of the Mutual Aid Alliance, Bingyi."

"As expected..."

Dream Chaser subconsciously spoke, but then he realized what Bingyi was talking about. Although he knew that the situation was urgent, Dream Chaser still couldn't help but feel a little bit amused.

It can't be a life-seeking person.

The dream chaser thought, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Life-loving people will not be so...funny, so flamboyant, so relaxed. It seems that where Bingyi is there, even dangerous situations will unexpectedly make people feel more relaxed.

I just want to beat someone up.

Not only Dream Chaser, but also Yu Hehui felt a bit itchy. Tong Hege directly poked Wei Xun in the waist - stop being funny, this matter is not over yet!

If you say you are Bingyi, will others believe you are Bingyi?

The sun pendant is still pressed in your hand! First explain why you are not affected by the crazy sun pollution!

But Wei Xun was not worried about this, because he knew that someone was coming.

"He is not a life-seeking person, nor is he a life-seeking person's puppet."

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, suddenly, a calm male voice spoke. Unlike the psychic and others who walked up to the high platform step by step carrying the gift box, An Xuefeng appeared directly on the high platform and appeared in the guard room.

Xun's side!

"Cichi is C."

An Xuefeng wore a double -breasted black long trench coat, black trousers, brown black boots, carrying the return knife. He specially chose the black and white return scabbard today.

Well, the two wearing the same erotic couple outfit.

In front of everyone in the live broadcast and virtual hall, after saying these two sentences to resolutely confirm the words of B, An Xuefeng used himself as the privilege of the mutual aid committee to decide, temporarily shielded the live broadcast, so that Gaotai raised the fog again.

In this way, only everyone on the high platform can hear his voice. The next moment An Xuefeng's words attracted all of them.

"I found where the sliced ​​of the people was."

"What did you say?"

"Really?!"

"Captain An-"

"Woohoo ..."

Everyone was scared, and the dream chaser, Mao Xiaole and others hurriedly asked, the pupils of the spiritual media shrank, and couldn't help crying. Wei Yan moved in the heart. Isn't An Xuefeng testing what the tombstone was detected?

Wei Yan's fingers hooked up by Gou Anxue's trench coat, and then his hand was caught by An Xuefeng.

An Xuefeng cough slightly, so everyone squeezed.

"It's not now."

He looked down at Wei Yan, hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and said at will: "Is the gift of the butcher alliance finished?"

"If you finish it, save it to our passengers."

Obviously, An Xuefeng means the most important thing for the mutual assistance league. Even if the sky collapses, there is him.

Ling Media quickly figured out the status quo.

"The sun ornament is the most precious treasure in our butcher alliance.

Ling Media's long voice secretly scanned the yin and yang butterfly -why are this person still crying ??

The yin and yang butterfly didn't figure out the situation and was still crying. He only felt that another person stood beside the adult, and swept his hand to hold Bing's calf ... Yes, this butcher's creepy sense of fear definitely came from

An Xuefeng.

But some adults are around, the yin and yang butterfly are not afraid! He raised his head with tears, and he could only see An Xuefeng's hand fall from his perspective.
To be continued...
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