Chapter 488
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A goddess was indeed a goddess!
She had quietly set up such a trap as soon as she saw the Butterfly of Sand.
Cen Yuanqing looked at Zhen Xiaoxiao's little face in shock. He felt that it was fake for her to be chased all the way. All the development of things had actually been tightly controlled by her!
It was impossible for evil and vile people to harm a true goddess.
Using disfigurement to hurt the self-esteem of the Butterfly of Sand was the harshest punishment the goddess could give to blasphemers!
One had to know that the more beautiful a person was, the more they cared about their appearance.
If the black stinky water could not be washed off in a short time, the reputation of the most beautiful true phoenix would become a complete joke in the cultivation circle!
Cen Yuanqing, who felt very relieved, thought too simply at this time.
How could giving away the rotten fruit be as simple as disfigurement?
The past of the Butterfly of Sand, Kimberley, and Zhen Xiaoxiao was far more complicated than he had imagined.
After discovering that Kimberley was five hundred catties, Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately had the idea of giving the rotten fruit to the Butterfly of Sand as a big gift.
The game of chasing and killing was so interesting, how could she not drag the unscrupulous merchant five hundred catties into the water?
"Destroy, hahahahaha, Little Qing! Let's go! "
Putting away her stage expression that was about to split open, Zhen Xiaoxiao waved her little hand, pulled Cen Yuanqing's sleeve, and began to run.
"Zhen Xiaoxiao, I hate you. Butterfly of Sand, I'll f * ck you up! "
Kimberley, who was trudging in the dense forest, was muttering the names of the two people.
But the moment the rotten fruit was crushed by the Butterfly of Sand, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
It … it was broken!
His lack of mastery of the array made it impossible for him to track the whereabouts of the fruit bearer. Only when the fruit and the array were broken, and the energy was chaotic, could he detect the direction of the fluctuation of the array power.
His mortal enemy had appeared!
"You finally couldn't help but touch my array! You are really in the trial ground of the Elixir Beast Competition! "
He shouted fiercely.
Kimberley's eyes instantly turned scarlet, and blue veins popped up on both sides of his temples.
"Zhen Xiaoxiao, scram to the side. Sha Zhidie, I'll trick you after I finish the trial. First, I'll drag out this damned guy and see what kind of person he is!"
As soon as he thought of the ancient books he had lost and the piles of gold and silver that he had lost, he felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart.
Kimberley clenched his fists so hard that cracking sounds could be heard.
Never underestimate the terrifying vengeance of an unscrupulous merchant!
"Beast … What's your name? I want you to die without a … burial … place … to … bury … your … body! "
The black water splashed onto the Butterfly of Sand's face, and she couldn't even wipe it off.
With a blurry vision, Sha Zhi Die looked at his finger, which had been blown into pieces, and his palm, which was getting blacker and blacker. He was so angry that his entire body trembled, and he let out a blood-curdling roar from the depths of his throat.
Snatch the butterfly bead.
Suspected of carrying a holy relic.
Using a scheme to frame him …
With this new hatred and old hatred added together, it was enough for that lass to die ten thousand times!
"I will never change my name, and I will never change my surname. I am Wu Lewei! If you have the guts, come and beat me up! "
Zhen Xiaoxiao's laughter became even more cheerful and lively.
If the Butterfly of Sand wasn't so arrogant, she should have remembered his name in the dispute between him and Kimberley.
However, she only wanted to kill him and steal his treasures, and didn't care about the name of the ant that was about to die under her hands.
Even now, she still didn't know who he was!
Tell her his real name?
Was there something wrong with his brain?
But whose flag was he trying to use? After all, he was a modest and kind-hearted person, and he rarely made enemies with others. There weren't many women whose names were recorded under the soles of his shoes.
There was no other way.
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