Life is miserable. If a person has ordinary talent and understanding, but has good fortune and good luck, then his life will be bright.

Therefore, sometimes encounters are really more important than one's own efforts.

And what is the chance?

Li Fuchen felt that this was his destiny!

In the face of fate, there is no difference between the strong and the weak.

"Brother, this wine is really delicious." Maomao crawled out of Li Fuchen's clothes. He was uneducated and had no feelings at all about the tragic experience of Sikong Zhaixing. Instead, he was very interested in Yulou wine. A pot of

Then he drank from a pot.

"If it tastes good, drink more."

Li Fuchen smiled.

Whether he can take Sikong Zhaixing out of Yongyang Continent depends on Maomao.

As one of the twenty-eight four-star forces in Yongyang Continent, the Wu family must have a lot of spies. There are probably spies watching all around now, so if he wants to quietly lead Sikong Zhaixing out of Yongyang Continent, that is impossible.

things.

The only thing that can be exploited is the other party's lack of understanding of him.

He and Sikong Zhaixing are both high-level true gods. Even if Wu Yutian sends people to follow them, he will probably only send a group of powerful high-level true gods or half-step spiritual gods at most, and then one or two low-level spiritual gods to suppress the formation.

According to normal thinking, it is impossible for the opponent to send out the middle spiritual god and the upper spiritual god.

Just kidding, Wu Yutian is just a high-level true god. Even if he is a direct descendant, there is no way he would waste so much family manpower and material resources to deal with two high-level true gods.

So, the opportunity is really great.

If the chance was not great, Li Fuchen would not decide to take the risk.
Chapter completed!