Chapter 589 Noisy (Thirteen)

I want to confirm my identity, but I am not so worried about whether I am myself.

When he closed the door casually, Fu Qian came to the above conclusion.

The reason for saying this is because he is quite clear that what he did just now is far from being able to let these people eliminate their doubts, but he is just unable to make sure that he has a problem.

In fact, this is exactly what Fu Qian wants.

After realizing that something is strange, testing these people's attitudes towards a suspicious "Camu" has exceeded the importance of perfect disguise and participating in the action.

After all, for the previous dealings, the content of the action has been confirmed. In terms of Vichler's trust in Camus, there is no longer much information worth obtaining in the future.

So you might as well test how credible the content of this action is.

Facts have proved that even though they were so suspicious, after knowing the plan to hunt gods, they still did not rather kill them by mistake and never let them go. They actually let themselves go.

He even helped himself to lift the curse, although the method was a bit suspicious.

The little doll just now was broken with one punch, but Fu Qian was born with a rebellious body.

In his opinion, Crow Feather's method may indeed be able to completely lift the curse, but it is likely to achieve another effect at the same time, that is, to confirm whether he is Camus.

When the methods and props are all provided by the other party, if you do it completely according to the requirements, then Fu Qian thinks that the other party's control of his own situation will be quite exaggerated, and it should not be difficult to identify a real identity.

Considering that there is no way to confirm their true attitude, I chose to continue guessing at the cost of cursing the residue.

...

As it turns out, this plan is not as simple as Wiehler described.

At least the tasks assigned to yourself are far less important than what seems.

With the final conclusion, Fu Qian came to the side of the road and reached out to stop a car.

The destination is undoubtedly Phoenix Palace.

I am now a confident quasi-demigod, so I naturally have to say nothing.

As for the car fare issue, there is no doubt that the savings hidden in the clothes of Zima Frank had been spent on his way to come, and he changed into this airtight outfit.

But before Fu Qian left, he found the old man who had come to his senses a little before he left his home, and applied for some action funds on the grounds that he lost his thing.

Given that Weihele did not stop him after a silence, and the old man obviously had a lot of wealth, there was no need to worry that Fu Qian would take the bully car at all.

In addition, it seems that I have a very consistent goal of the action with the native parliament, so I feel quite at ease about the funds for this activity before paying it.

...

The Phoenix Palace, which has experienced many years of ups and downs, is indeed magnificent, elegant and majestic.

Not long after, Fu Qian, who was standing in front of his destination, looked at the ancient building and expressed his understanding that it was chosen as one of the three trumpet points.

Unfortunately, the entrance inspection of this symbolic building is quite strict. Considering that I now have a mask and a semi-invisible tattoo, it is obvious that I can't get in.

But it doesn't matter, Demigod Weihele also mentioned another place.

Fu Qian turned around and looked to one side, where there was an equally gorgeous classical building.

The opera house mentioned by Vihel is indeed next to the Phoenix Palace.

It's decided that it's you.

Fu Qian tidied up his body and walked up.

...

Although he is also a literary practitioner, Fu Qian is not very interested in opera.

He is an honest man.

In the opinion of Fu Qian, there is only one principle that needs to be adhered to in art, that is honesty.

Distrustworthy likes and dishonest disgust are poisons that are born from great works.

So after buying a ticket and sitting down, Fu Qian's attention left the stage and fell on the two ladies.

There are three reasons for this change.

First, one of them is the extraordinary.

Second, this extraordinary person Fu Qian actually knew him.

Third, they are now the target of attention of the Ye Ye people.

Female swordsman Vie and her rebellious sister Lit.

It was a bit unexpected to meet these two people here.

There is still a concept of how much money is paid in the world.

Bairluke is separated from Dunis, but he is seriously separated by an ocean.

Are these two people actually such as such as the hard-hitting enthusiasts?

"This is a repertoire that is necessary to perform before the hustle and bustle festival every year. It tells the love story between the hustle and the wife of the God of War, and it is also the origin of the hustle and bustle festival."

In shock, the familiar voice of Vie had already heard from his perception.

But this person was watching while using a very small voice to popularize science for his sister.

"Does the gods also have such ridiculous emotions? In my opinion, the probability of their sexual desire is greater than that of love!"

Unfortunately, the rebellious girl obviously lacks interest, and she still looks rebellious from her tone.

However, the content of this person's complaints is quite consistent with the previous thoughts.

"Hehe! Actually, I feel so."

Facing her sister's robbery, Weir was not angry. After chuckling, she actually agreed to her sister's opinion.

"But over the years, it still shows that it is in line with the preferences of some people."

"I've come here, it's good to know a little bit. Otherwise, if I don't know anything when I talk to people tomorrow during a party, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"I was the one who told me that I could yell here and no one cares about it, so I came with you."

Litt said a little depressed.

"If anyone asks something, I will never pay attention to it."

"Okay, OK, I know, so I'll just watch with me!"

Weir continued to hug her sister and laughed.

The popularity of this noisy festival is really not that high!

Hearing this, Fu Qian was amazed.

It must be that Litt's injury has been almost recovered. Vial was worried that this person was in a depressed mood, so he brought it to indulge him.

It's also considered good intentions.

But then the problem arises.

A supernatural who is only mid-level, even with a scoop. His past experience should be quite clean. Is it worth sending a demigod to stare at him?

That's right, Fu Qian confirmed the position of the third row of the theater, and a demigod was sitting there, paying great attention to the communication between the Vial sisters.

Of course, as for whether this person is Chelfos, the chief of the Nightmare as Marco mentioned, it is hard to say for the time being.

In fact, it is not only Vial, but also this extraordinary person who is obviously concerned about entering and leaving the theater, and he is completely disdainful of ordinary people.

For example, pay for it.

His look is definitely a strange costume at this moment, and his turnaround rate is overwhelming, but the Demigod Brother is too lazy to even look at it for a frame.

Whenever I think of this, Fu Qian is quite satisfied with his mask and wants to give him a compliment to Dark Moon.
Chapter completed!