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Chapter 1959: Spirit Flower Magic Weapon(1/2)

Kaima turned back, and the city fell into dead silence again.
Zi Chen's life or death is unknown, and so are they now.
The life of a city lies in the hands of one person in Kaima.
No one knows whether he will anger everyone because of this.
After all, the Spirit Race here is like an ant, and anyone can step on it.
And this kick is countless lives.
Kaima put away the remains of the Soul-Eating Flower on the ground. The soul inside was extremely weak, but fortunately it did not die.
Then he looked at the trembling guard in front of the city gate.
"Sir, spare my life!"
The guard knelt down and begged for mercy, feeling full of regret at this moment.
Kaima looked indifferent and pointed forward with one finger.
boom!
The city gate collapsed and the guards turned into powder.
Keima left in anger.
Of course he didn't catch up with Zi Chen. That guy was slipperier than a loach. He was a god after all, but even though he used his divine power, he still couldn't catch the slave spirit.
This is a shame!
Kaima left, getting more and more angry as he thought about it. If he hadn't been careless and had taken back the power of his godhead later, that guy wouldn't have been able to escape.
Really cunning and treacherous.
This matter is not over yet!
Kaima returned, looking at the messy territory, he couldn't help but let out a wail.
"Zi Chen, I'm not done with you!"
This time, the losses were huge.
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Zi Chen sat at the end of the field, looking up at the sky, where white clouds looked like gray dogs.
This is not an ordinary crop field, and what is grown in it is not crops, but soul-devouring flowers.
It needs the nourishment of life and flesh in order to thrive.
"Zi Chen, Zi Chen."
There was an exclamation in the distance, and a young man came running quickly.
Zi Chen said without looking back: "What, the goods are here again?"
"No, there is news."
The panting young man came to Zi Chen, "I just went to the city and saw a wanted notice. The person on it is also named Zi Chen. This is the second wanted notice in thousands of years. The first one was for Tianhen.
It has now been withdrawn.”
"oh."
Zi Chen said: "So I'm going to be famous?"
The boy's breathing gradually became normal. After hearing this, his eyes widened, "Are you crazy? Do you dare to want such a reputation? I'm here to advise you not to run around recently. Maybe you will be chopped down because of the same name.
Take your head and receive the reward."
"So exaggerated?" Zi Chen looked at the young man.
The young man said solemnly: "Don't think I'm joking with you. People's lives here are like trivial matters. You can die at any time. It's not like you can't see the daily goods?"
Cargo is both nourishment and corpse.
"I know, I'm just kidding you."
Zi Chen shrank his neck, "I'm very timid and don't dare to run around."
After listening to what Zi Chen said, the young man started laughing.
"Tan Lin, come and get the goods."
A voice came from across the field.
"coming!"
The young man named Tan Lin waved to Zi Chen and trotted forward.
Five slaves pushed five carts. The carts were filled with corpses, and blood flowed all over the ground.
This is the goods!
"There are fifty-eight in total. Do you want to count them?"
The man in front spoke.
Looking at those bloody scenes, Tan Lin quickly shook his head, "You're so unlucky, what else should you order?"
The man turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly saw Zi Chen and frowned slightly.
When Tan Lin saw this, he explained: "I couldn't do it alone, so I called one specially."
Seeing the man's displeased expression, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I pity him and give him a place to stay without any reward."
Zi Chen stood in the distance and smiled silly.
Only then did the other party nod with satisfaction, and they turned around and went to another field, pushing several small cars away.
Looking at the 'goods' on the small car, Tan Lin sneered: "You said you unlucky ghosts, if you die, you have to ask me to collect your bodies for you, so you won't be able to rest for a day."
The man in the distance who was about to leave glanced at Tan Lin from a distance, and Tan Lin waved and smiled at him.
"Don't be lazy, show your strength!" the man said coldly.
"Don't worry, I promise to keep this flower master healthy and growing vigorously."
Tan Lin nodded and bowed to each other, until those people disappeared from sight, then he turned to look at the corpses, and without saying a word, he began to throw them away.
Zi Chen followed Tan Lin, not saying much, just working along.
"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to earth. If you can become the nourishment for these flowers after your death, you will be considered a well-deserved death."
"The flowers you nourished will be able to kill more people for you when the time comes. In fact, you won't lose at all."
"Death, more deaths, I like to see this scene, the more corpses, the better..."
Tan Lin's words were harsh, but the more he spoke, the softer his voice became. In the end, it was no longer audible and could only be heard in his heart.
"If there is an afterlife, don't be a spirit anymore. Even if you are a beast, it is better than being a slave spirit."
In this world, slaves are worse than animals.
Zi Chen stood aside and worked silently. Part of the reason why he stayed here was that he saw Tan Lin sitting alone on the ground quietly wiping tears.
I have been working here for many years and have seen countless dead bodies. I can still feel sad for the dead, and it is not much worse.
At the very least, he is much better than the guard who gave Kaima advice.
If Zi Chen didn't kill the guard, Kaima would naturally deal with him.
After seeing the true strength of the gods, Zi Chen knew that he was no match for Kaima, and naturally he was no match for other gods.
So when he saw the gods, he had to hide away.
In the past few days, Tan Lin had spoken harshly, but Zi Chen didn't care. As long as he saw Tan Lin secretly wiping away tears, that was enough.
The young man has a good heart, but he just doesn't want others to know.
Here, good intentions often do not end well.
"If you die early, you will be reborn early. Why do you have to die here instead of letting me have a few days of leisure?"
When the corpse fell into the field, it would be divided up by the soul-devouring flowers immediately. During this period, Zi Chen and Tan Lin were not killed.
To be continued...
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