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Chapter 439: Dead Souls and Death Abyss

"Don't kneel down yet!" At this time, the village chief Uganda Qi stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said sternly. He was going to use the power of the village chief Uganda Qi to restrict Ibosig.

He has seen the combat power Yuwen Zhouyuan displayed just now. Even he is not sure of fighting Yuwen Zhouyuan. Now he can only use the power of the village chief Uganda Qi to suppress Yuwen Zhouyuan.

After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the village chief Uganda Qi with disdain, and said lightly: "No one can make me kneel down."

These words sounded so outrageous to everyone that even Luo Qia showed a trace of panic and worry in her eyes.

"Ibosig, do you know what you are doing? Are you making enemies of the entire Hades? Why don't you kneel down quickly?" Village Chief Ugandan Qi stared at Ibosig and said.

"It's just a phantom, a residual spiritual consciousness. Is he worthy?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked lightly. Two white rays of light burst out from his eyes and pierced the void, piercing the phantom at once.

The phantom shook slightly, as if it was about to break at any moment.

"Ka, ka, ka!" A slight sound came from the scepter. Finally, the scepter cracked and shattered. The phantom shook again, then shattered and disappeared.

The moment the phantom disappeared, he lowered his head and glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, showing a confused expression.

All of this was seen by Yuwen Zhouyuan. Is that person not dead yet? He thought in his heart.

At this time, everyone stared at the broken scepter with wide eyes. Even the village chief Uganda Qi remained motionless, looking at the broken scepter fragments.

They don't know what to do.

In their hearts, the scepter has always been supreme. No one has ever dared to insult or disrespect the scepter, let alone destroy it.

This is the first incident in the history of the Hades.

What to do? What to do? How could the supreme scepter be broken? Such a question arises in everyone's mind.

"Humph, I have already told you that the power of village chief Uganda Qi is not given by the scepter, but by you. It is just a scepter. If it is broken, it will be broken. As long as you are strong, no one can do anything to you.

How about it? Even a scepter won't work." Yuwen Zhouyuan's voice sounded in the village.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. It was hard for them to accept such rebellious words. However, what Yuwen Zhouyuan said was true. They also saw that the omnipotent power

The staff actually broke, which is enough to explain the problem.

Seeing the appearance of everyone in this village, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes showed a trace of sadness. These numb people actually respected a scepter and were enslaved by it for countless years. It was really a tragedy.

At the moment when the scepter shattered, the village chief Ugandan Chi seemed to have aged a lot, and felt empty in his heart, with a feeling that he could not adapt to.

It took a long time for everyone to react, with a complicated look in their eyes, and they stood up, still feeling a little scared, as if they didn't know what to do.

Seeing their appearance, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but said: "It's just a scepter. If it's broken, it's broken. The village chief, Uganda Qi, was elected by the whole village, not a scepter. Only in this way can the village

More powerful, how to live now, how to live."

After speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded to Luo Qiya, and then walked towards the place where the books are stored in the village.

I don’t know how long it took for the people in the village to react one after another. Although they still felt very uncomfortable in their hearts. After all, the scepter can be said to be their spiritual support. It is indeed a bit uncomfortable to be destroyed now, but they are still the same as before.

Live the same life, practice what you need to practice, and pick fresh fruits when you need to.

The village chief, Uganda Qi, picked up the fragments of the scepter piece by piece, staggered towards his house.

Luo Qiya was stunned for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and walked towards another cabin.

Time passed day by day, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye. Yuwen Zhouyuan stayed in the village's book collection place every day. He looked through all the books in this place, because it was relatively backward and all the books were recorded on animal skins.

, there are no jade slips or anything else to record information.

In the past few days, Luo Qia came to see him every day and brought him fruits. She looked like a well-behaved little wife. Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't know what to do with Luo Qia. He was prepared to do it.

If he keeps procrastinating like this, he will leave after finding the Chasm of Samsara. After all, he doesn't belong here.

Over the past seven days, the people in the village gradually returned to normal life. For the first one or two days, the whole village seemed extremely depressed because no one spoke at all, and it was as if the whole village had become zombies.

Maybe they slowly understood Yuwen Zhouyuan's words and then started to communicate. After the village chief Ugandaqi returned to his wooden house with the fragment of the scepter, he never came out again. The destruction of the scepter was like

The power in his hands seemed to have disappeared, and it was difficult for him to figure it out.

After Xi Tiecheng's father was seriously injured, his eyes remained dull. He stayed at the place where Xi Tiecheng died, sitting quietly. The villagers lamented from time to time, as if they felt pity for him.

The people in the village of the Ming clan have changed their mentality because of Yuwen Zhouyuan's words. They also know that strength is everything, and the scepter is just a scepter, a piece of rotten wood. Only strength can obtain supreme power.

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Yuwen Zhouyuan was still browsing the books of this village in the library. Luo Qiya brought him fruits every day as before. Seeing this woman, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a trace of guilt in his heart. He was not an Ibosig.

, but enjoy everything that Ibosco should enjoy.

He saw Luo Qia's tender eyes, and Yuwen Zhouyuan really wanted to tell her the truth, but in order to successfully obtain the Soul-Calling Flower, he gave up in the end.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the tenth day. Yuwen Zhouyuan finally found clues to the Abyss of Reincarnation. The ancient book said that there was a fallen place in the Tahuang Continent of the Ming people. The name of that place was called the Dead Souls.

Death Abyss, it is said that this place has been cursed by God and is always gray all year round. That place is a forbidden area for the Hades, and almost no one enters.

Although the names are different, Yuwen Zhouyuan still feels that the abyss of death is the abyss of reincarnation.

After getting the clues about the dead souls and the abyss of death, Yuwen Zhouyuan walked out from the place where the books were stored. There were two village masters guarding the wooden house. When they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan walking out, they all said respectfully.

Li, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Dare to injure the elders and destroy the scepter. To them, this kind of thing is like watching a story. They always feel that it is unreal, but it is what really happened, and they admire it in their hearts.

After walking out of the place where the books were stored, he walked directly towards the cabin where Ibosig used to live. After reading the books for ten consecutive days, he was mentally exhausted. He was determined to rest for a few days before setting off.

When he stepped into Ibosig's wooden house, he was stunned. He saw that the hall of the wooden house was hung with all kinds of flowers and surrounded by green vines. The whole hall looked elegant and unique.

In Ibosge's memory, he knew that his wooden house was not like this at all. It was extremely old and could barely be lived in, but now, it surprised him.

Could it be that Luo Qia arranged it? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his mind, and then opened the bedroom door connected to the hall, and saw that the bedroom was also very delicately decorated. The surrounding wooden walls were covered with leaves of various colors. These leaves formed a

With extremely exquisite patterns, a large bed covered with thick black animal skins is placed in the center.

After walking into the bedroom, Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately knew that these things were definitely arranged by Luo Qiya. In this bedroom before, the bed was bare with only hardwood boards, not to mention the exquisite decorations on the surrounding walls.

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Seeing everything in the room, Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed slightly. Just as he was about to walk out, he heard the sound of footsteps. He turned around and saw Luo Qia walking in carrying a basket woven with green vines.

There are several very attractive fruits placed in the basket.

Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan, Luo Qia's eyes lit up with deep affection. She loosened her hands, placed the basket on the wooden table in the hall, and walked over quickly, her white arms like a spiritual snake,

Wrapped around Yuwen Zhouyuan's arm, expressing his deep affection.

Feeling the soft arm, Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart palpitated and he felt a little guilty. Luo Qiya touched him greatly.

"Ibosig, have you finished your work?" Luo Qiya looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and asked.

"Well, it's done." Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded.

Luo Qiya pulled Yuwen Zhouyuan into the bedroom, with a hint of happiness on her face as fair as white jade, and said: "Ibosig, do you think the bedroom I decorated for us looks good?"

"It's beautiful, very beautiful." Yuwen Zhouyuan praised.

"Ibosig, we have already held the blessing of Hades, and I am already yours. Do you think we should complete the last item?" Luo Qiya said in a low voice with a shy blush on her face.

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Hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled bitterly. Of course he knew what the last item was. He was a human being and Luo Qia was from the Hades tribe. How could he do that kind of thing! What's more, the person in Luo Qia's heart was Igbo.

Si Ge, not Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Um... Luo Qiya, I just came out of the library and I feel very tired. Do you think we can talk again in a few days?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked in a consultative tone.

"Don't you like me anymore?" Luo Qiya asked with a somewhat ugly face, and loosened her arms around Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"No, no, how could it be!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said quickly.

"In that case, let's complete the last item!" Luo Qiya looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said, and the shields made of petals on her body were loosened and fell down, revealing what looked like ice and snow, carved from white jade.

A perfect body.

The fair skin, the erect peaks, and the slim waist make every man crazy. Yuwen Zhouyuan is a normal man, and he is no exception.

At this moment, he really had the urge to press Luo Qia under him, but he still resisted it and pretended to be panicked and said, "Luo Qia, what are you doing? Hurry up and cover yourself up."


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