Chapter 283 You Are Not Allowed to Fuck Her!

The same tone reminded Xu Nan of himself instantly.

"This kid, there is indeed a problem."

He smiled and shook his head, many obvious clues suddenly flashed in his mind.

Teacher Luo Mang told him that the chairman of the council, Offee, had already arranged everything.

And Ophelia... Isn't she the one who flirts with Song Xiaocheng on WeChat all day long? Now it seems that they are not flirting, but reached an agreement with some secret language.

As for how the chairman of the lost paradise reached an agreement with a little magician, Xu Nan didn't know.

Perhaps from the perspective of Paradise Lost, finding a suitable magician is also very difficult.

Xu Nan felt completely relaxed.

The protoss trial is still going on, and a large number of azure blue spar poured on the body of the god of fear, and even has the tendency to smash his godhood into pieces!

"This time it's really a father-son battle."

Song Xiaocheng sat on the throne of fear, patted the throne lightly, and was still in the mood to joke.

He looked at Xu Nan with a smile:

"Xu Nan, you owe me a favor; I've tricked everyone to death for anyone I've ever called my father."

"Like him."

"Only you are the exception."

The God of Fear stared at him angrily. He couldn't figure out how his Throne of Fear would fall into the hands of others!

This is his natal artifact.

In the Throne of Fear, there is even the secret of his apotheosis, which is his most important trump card.

According to common sense, the Throne of Fear would only obey his orders, but today, a strange scene overturned his common sense!

That spiritual chair was actually controlled by a humble mortal!

Without the Throne of Fear, he can only use his body and godhood to resist the protoss trial!

There is no doubt that this is very difficult work.

The rest of the people looked at this scene in bewilderment, looking at the great gift that Xu Nan and Song Xiaocheng joined forces to present to the God of Fear.

Facing Song Xiaocheng's teasing, Xu Nan couldn't help but sneer and said:

"That's because my backstage is strong enough!"

Song Xiaocheng nodded happily.

In the next second, his attention shifted to the god of fear who was suffering in the protoss trial.

His two eyes suddenly burst into bright light.

At the same time, there was an old-fashioned roulette in his hand, and that roulette was spinning crazily, and the area pointed by the pointer was constantly changing.

What is more unusual is that although this roulette is divided into many areas, the same words are written in each area——

[Successful spell]!

Only Xiuyi Gelaima recognized the origin of the roulette: "Roulette of bad luck?"

"you……"

"I'm sorry, Father God, this throne is no longer with you."

Song Xiaocheng smiled softly, and the long-prepared spell was finally activated.

[Curse - inheritance from father to son]!

Suddenly, the roulette stopped, and the pointer naturally pointed to the column where the spell was successful.

The God of Fear let out a scream, as if something important had been stripped from his body, and his face was completely distorted, like a ferocious beast!

He wanted to rush out and kill Song Xiaocheng.

However, the force field of the protoss trial continued, and Xu Nan clearly felt that Xiuyi Gelaima, who had lost the throne of fear, had become much weaker!

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Using the knowledge of the dream scroll, he slowly guided more power of the gods into the judgment of the gods.

In an instant, the azure blue crystals split and rejoined, jumping back and forth by the God of Fear's side like playing music in a wonderful way.

Every successful jump can weaken his godhead by one point!

This is the sequelae of reincarnation!

If it were the God of Fear at his peak, he would be able to flatten the Azure Dream with one hand.

But in order to seize the earth's resources earlier, he chose a very risky reincarnation, and encountered a vicious plot. This time, he finally fell into an unprecedented crisis!

Song Xiaocheng used a spell to steal his throne of fear.

But he doesn't seem to have it easy - even with the help of an ancient artifact, the Roulette of Doom, backed by Offee!

After all, it is too difficult to plot against a god.

He gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from his nose, and spun the wheel of fortune again!

Although he obtained the Throne of Fear, it was temporarily snatched from Xiuyi Gelaima in the name of [Father's Inheritance]; now, even if he escapes, he will be killed by the subordinates of the God of Fear Find them and kill them!

One more spell, and my plan is a success!

He turned the wheel of fortune very hard, and cast the second spell!

【Incantation-Treachery】!

Suddenly, there was a thin brown line between Song Xiaocheng and the God of Fear.

That line is their relationship line, and for the magician, it is the lifeline!

Previously, Song Xiaocheng had to admit that the thief was his father in a shameless manner, just to maintain this brown line.

Now, he wants to cut it off with his own hands!

He had a pair of golden scissors in his hand, and under the curious eyes of everyone, he cut off the brown line with a click.

puff!

He began to vomit blood crazily, and his face became much paler—obviously, if he wanted to break his promise, he would have to pay a very high price.

But his expression was relieved.

"I finally... succeeded."

He looked at the god of fear who was immobilized by the trial of the protoss, and showed a rare sincere smile.

Xu Nan's heart moved, he seemed to feel the abnormal changes in Song Xiaocheng.

He walked over abruptly.

"How? Need help?"

Song Xiaocheng seemed to be seriously injured. In order to seriously injure the God of Fear, he took a great risk - you must know that when he was with Xiuyi Gelaima, he might be killed by the other party at any time!

Song Xiaocheng panted lightly, shook his head, his eyes became blurred:

"Xu Nan, this time, I really have to leave."

"The Throne of Fear will attract the covetousness of many people; many priests and demigods who try to enter the realm of fear will come to the door, but I can't give it to them! This is what I bought with my life!"

"I actually have a lot of stories, but I don't seem to have the chance to tell you... see you later."

After all, he sat down on the Throne of Fear, which automatically opened an unstable portal.

No one knows where the portal will lead.

Xu Nan took a deep breath. Song Xiaocheng was not a friend to him, but he was not an enemy either. The relationship between the two was very interesting.

But at least, he doesn't hate this unscrupulous guy.

Behind every man who seems to have no lower limit, there may be a sad and bitter story.

Song Ying, Song Xiaocheng, there must be something wrong between them.

He is so desperate to get the throne of fear, he must have enough obsession in his heart to support all of this.

It is a pity that these stories may not be known until a long time later.

He subconsciously waved at Song Xiaocheng.

The latter barely raised his head, smiled and said to Xu Nan:

"Help me take care of Zijun."

Xu Nan froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

At this time, I still remember his girlfriend.

In the next second, Song Xiaocheng said seriously:

"And you're not allowed to fuck her."

Xu Nan: "..."

Song Xiaocheng smiled and patted the Throne of Fear, and got into the portal. In every corner of the multiverse, countless legendary professionals, demigods, and low-level gods who coveted the realm of fear have smelled the breath of the God of Fear's fall. The action started.

"correct!"

Suddenly, Song Xiaocheng came out of the portal again, and said to Song Bai who was in the crowd with a complicated expression:

"I told you to trust your cousin's character, right?"

Seeing Song Bai nodding with tears in his eyes, he slipped away contentedly.

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