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Chapter 1587 Even the God of Plague must be worshiped as the God of Wealth

"That's your problem..."

The ghost girl didn't appreciate it at all and turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Miss Jin, remember, you don't have much time... If I guess correctly, Ling Luoyu's poison will not last for three days, and then...haha!!"

The laughter spread out on the top of the mountain, and the ghost girl disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jinzhu stood there, obviously at a loss.

Where did she find the antidote?!!

"Ling Luoyu, Ling Luoyu, you will never let me calm down if you die..."

Looking at Ling Luoyu lying there, Jinzhu was so angry that he rushed up suddenly, lifted his foot and kicked him up.

"You might as well die if you live!"

If it weren't for her, how could she be in such a dilemma now?!

Suddenly—

"Three days!"

A shout exploded in Jinzhu's ear like thunder. She screamed in shock, and quickly shrank her neck and took two steps back. She had no intention of kicking Ling Luoyu and looked around nervously.

"who?!"

Who is talking?!

There was silence around, no one answered!!

It seemed that she was surrounded by herself and had hallucinations.

In the chaotic secluded realm, Jiang Du was brewing a good momentum, and he was polite with a look of sternness according to the small note given by the void, and he started to recite it in a slight manner.

"Don't forget, she only has three days to live!! Jinzhu, human beings... are doing it, God... look again!! She only has three days to live, it's fine if you don't save people, but you want to put down the wrong things and hurt her even more injuring... Jinzhu, if she dies, you don't want to live!!"

Jinzhu looked at the sky with a pale face and looked at the horror.

While this voice was speaking, she had already swept around with her spiritual sense, but she found nothing.

Is it really God watching?!

Although she didn't believe it in her heart, she didn't dare not believe it now!

If it really goes against God’s will, wouldn’t it be a matter of killing her?!!

"Who are you? What are you doing?!"

Jinzhu's words were quite tough, but her knees were no longer so arrogant.

If it was really a rage of heaven, what reason would she have to stand?!

"Jinzhu, if she suffers a little damage, you will suffer a hundred thousand points of heavy damage! If she dies, then you will be dead!!"

Jinzhu shook her head anxiously: "But she has been poisoned, how can I protect her from death?"

There was no sound, and the surroundings returned to silence again.

It seems that the sound just now no longer exists.

"What the hell is going on?"

Jinzhu couldn't help scratching her head with her hands and scratching her hairstyle.

"What's going on with all this?! This voice...is a human, or..."

She didn't dare to say the word behind, but looked up at the sky very devoutly.

"Is it really that God will destroy her? But if she doesn't die... wouldn't it be that I will die?!"

For a moment, Jinzhu was in a dilemma and didn’t know what to do!

From the bottom of my heart, she wanted to kill Ling Luoyu now!

But the voice just now forced her to be afraid, so she didn't dare to act randomly.

"Ling Luoyu, Ling Luoyu, did I owe you in my previous life?! Why did you treat me like this?!!"

She raised her fist hatefully, but in the end she did not dare to fall.

She dared not leave!

Even if Ling Luoyu is a plague god, she has to be the God of Wealth!

He picked up Ling Luoyu, carefully placed her into the carriage, took the coachman's seat, and sat quietly in a daze.
Chapter completed!
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