Chapter 40 v I’m 50, it’s better to just treat your life as a member’s money.

Author: Carrot to Heaven

Chapter 40 v I’m 50, it’s better to just treat your life like a member’s money.

at the same time.

Halfway through the journey, the prophet noticed the fighting in the unfinished building. She turned around and smiled sinisterly.

There are sacrifices from fellow tribesmen.

The formation operation will only be more stable.

The prophet placed his hand over his heart.

Not long ago, she suffered internal injuries while taking a life-saving device, and she urgently needed meditation for healing.

The prophet was about to leave quickly.

A voice came from the deep forest.

"Why are you laughing? Your wife has given birth?"

The prophet frowned: "Who!?"

The branches and leaves on the roadside were dancing.

Like the devil's claws.

Just then.

An evil wind blew inexplicably in the forest, and a gloomy atmosphere quickly filled the air.

The prophet looked around.

Unavoidably a little surprised.

There is something even more evil than their clan.

Is it a ghost?

Or a demon?

The prophet relies on the eye of reincarnation.

Finally found Yan Jiu.

The prophet stared to the left: "Who are you?"

She frowned.

Just because she can't figure out Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu stretched out her hand: "v I'm 50, test your financial resources, and then I'll tell you who I am."

Prophet: "..." Where does this madness come from!?

There was no movement for a long time.

Yan Jiu thought the other party wanted to bargain.

She simply stepped out of the shade of the trees, which could not cover the sunflowers she carefully kept in her pocket.

Yan Jiu shook her head and sighed.

She has become more and more kind recently.

If this had been done before.

50 yuan can't even see a hair on her head.

Now they can be equated with the same name.

She was almost moved to tears by herself.

Yan Jiu thought and said this.

The prophet was so speechless that the corner of his mouth twitched wildly: It has been diagnosed, it is undoubtedly a mental illness!

Yan Jiu took out her cell phone: "A cool treasure or a letter?"

The prophet raised his chin slightly and said noble and indescribable: "I don't want to know who you are anymore."

Yan Jiu: "..." No, there are still people who would be stingy with 50 yuan? Gan! Stingier than her!

The prophet just raised his hand, and countless formations followed him: "Because there is really no need to know the name of a dead person."

As the lavender formation descended.

The dark sky gradually replaced the moonlight.

In the silence of silence.

The prophet wanders in the territory he is familiar with.

She smiled cruelly.

Like a ruthless executioner.

It's as if a knife has been raised and dropped.

One human life would be tragic.

pity.

The prophet is destined to hit a wall here with Yan Jiu.

Soon after.

The prophet finally discovered that whether it was a penetration formation or an attack formation, Yan Jiu was like a towering city wall, and no one could shake a single bit of it.

The prophet gradually became confused.

She has never seen anyone like Yan Jiu.

He's obviously a human being.

The power within her body was elusive to her.

Yan Jiu also became curious: "You have no human flavor and you are not a monster. What are you?"

The prophet distanced himself from Yan Jiu, who suddenly became excited. She didn't want to be approached by a psychopath.

When Yan Jiu was shuffling the playing cards.

The prophet didn't want to spend time here, so he simply made up a name and said: "I am Nagara..."

As soon as the words fell.

Nagara was shocked.

How could she tell the truth?

It must be the fault of the person in front of you!?

Yan Jiu held an Ace of Clubs between her index and middle fingers on her right hand. The cards rotated with Yan Jiu's wrist, and her black pupils were covered with golden spells.

Slowly.

The spell of bewitchment becomes the spell of deduction.

As the deduction progresses, the clubs and letters on the Ace of Clubs playing card are gradually replaced by black mandalas.

It is a leafless flower that combines beauty, darkness, and death, also known as the other side flower.

Yan Jiu's eyes narrowed: "Asura clan?"

Even if the world no longer needs gods.

But there are still six paths of reincarnation in the world.

The six realms are divided into three good realms and three evil realms.

The three good realms: the divine realm, the human realm, the Shura realm, and the three evil realms: the hell realm, the hungry ghost realm, and the animal realm.

The path of Shura is also called the path of Asura.

Translated into Sanskrit as "Not Heaven."

The Asuras are neither humans, nor ghosts, nor gods.

There are also rumors that the Asuras are fallen celestial beings, just like the Seraphim who fell from heaven and became fallen angels.

Different from the "cross" emblem of the Asura tribe, the mandala is the spiritual pillar of the Asura tribe.

They regard it as "the point of no return in life".

The mandala is just like the birth of the Asura clan.

However, as we all know, there is no black mandala in this world, only red and white.

But those are not real mandalas.

So Yan Jiu always thought it was a rumor.
To be continued...