I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1,299 There Is No Worst, only Worse (Second Update)

An Lin was now being talked about so much that even he began to doubt himself.

Well...actually I was confused.

The two beings of the Shitong clan not far from the coffin, the more they discussed, the more in-depth the content became.

The depth of their discussion has exceeded An Lin's imagination, and has risen to an extremely mysterious and strange level.

The dispute was discussed for a while.

The young Shitong clan genius said excitedly: "Master, are you saying that what is in the coffin now is Schrödinger's An Lin?"

Lao Shitong: "Yes, Schrödinger's Anlin!"

An Lin: "???"

The style of the discussion between the two has changed again.

Lao Shitong clan waved his hand and began to explain: "Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. An Lin in the coffin is actually in a state of being true and false. He may be An Lin, or he may be An Lin. It’s a trap. These two states of existence are likely to be superimposed! We can’t determine what kind of state An Lin is in the coffin before we open it!”

The topic of discussion went round and round and finally came to a conclusion that was almost nonsense.

An Lin was completely speechless. Now he was absolutely sure that the two Shitong tribesmen in front of him were idiots who were overthinking!

"Then Master, what should we do now?" The young genius of the Shitong clan was at a loss.

"It all depends on our choice. Is it worth taking the risk for the sake of a flat peach tree?" Lao Shitong clan said leisurely, "Once the coffin becomes a trap for the peach blossom killing array, we are likely to be out of the game!"

"In the peach blossom forest, there are three flat peach trees waiting for us to fight for. Why should we hang ourselves on a tree?" said the young Shitong clan creature.

An Lin shouted in agreement, this young genius has a lot of brains!

"But have you ever thought about how difficult it is to fight for those three peach trees? We are not Lianhedao, so going there is really not a gift? But now, an opportunity appears in front of us. This is a test, It's also God's will." Lao Shitong clan murmured.

"Master is wise!" Young Shi Tong said happily.

In this way, after a short discussion, the two fools decided to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy!

An Lin was about to cry, could he not escape fate in the end?

In the Sky Hall.

The battle scenes are still being broadcast live.

Many powerful officials noticed An Lin's predicament and were amused.

"This is probably the most embarrassing contestant in the Peach Hunting event."

"And the most miserable player can only lie there like this, waiting for the extremely tragic fate that will follow."

"I feel a little sorry for Sect Leader An Lin. Can he make a comeback?"

"What a comeback. It has already been overturned. Now you suddenly jump out of the coffin and pretend to be dead?"

There was a lot of heated discussion among the powerful people.

Holy Archangel Michael in the Garden of Eden couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "I didn't expect that your ending would be like this. So what if you fought me so hard? You didn't make a wedding dress for others... The way you finally left the stage was worse than mine. I still feel aggrieved..."

Zhu Shan felt even more happy and couldn't help laughing: "An Lin, why don't you continue to be arrogant? Why don't you continue to be arrogant? Haha, let me see what you will do now!"

"I can't do anything. I can only sit back and wait for the enemy to slowly approach. Are you afraid? Are you desperate? I can finally see you being tortured. I am really excited just thinking about it..."

Zhu Shan looked at An Lin with wide eyes, as if she could see An Lin in pain and torture, which was her greatest source of happiness.

The two Shitong clan members used body protection and defense techniques, condensing a white light film to protect their whole bodies, and then carefully pushed the coffin away.

Rumble...

The coffin lid was pushed open, revealing An Lin inside.

"Oh oh oh...this is the real An Lin!" the young genius from the Shitong clan said excitedly.

An Lin was desperate, but still managed to maintain a seductive smile, and said in a seductive tone: "Come here, my baby... you have successfully opened the coffin lid for me, and you are my ringleader." Yes, come and get it quickly..."

The young genius of the Shitong clan froze in fear and became a little worried.

"Disciple, firmly believe in your own reasoning and thinking, stick to your faith, don't be intimidated!"

The powerful Lao Shitong clan looked at An Lin, snorted coldly, and grabbed An Lin directly with his big hand: "You are a useless person, stop pretending to be a ghost here, I will not only take away your Na ring, I will also beat you, What can you do to me?"

At this moment, An Lin's eyes became sharp and he glared at the Shi Tong clan.

"Ouch, I'm so scared, come and chop me!" the Shitong tribe old man laughed. The more the other party behaved like this, the more certain it was that its guess was correct.

Wow! A bright golden sword light tore through the sky, annihilating the peach blossoms on the path into powder.

Wang's mighty sword intent enveloped every corner of the space, making all spirits surrender.

The two Shitong clan creatures felt a very terrifying sword intent at the same time, and the threat of death filled their bodies.

"careful!!"

"It's too late, ah!"

The golden sword light was not only terrifying in power, but also terrifying in speed. It slashed through the bodies of the two Shitong clan members in an instant, causing blood and gravel to splash out.

"How...how could this happen...I was really chopped down?" The old man from the Shitong clan looked at An Lin in shock, his mind unable to turn around for the moment.

"Master, this is a trap, a terrifying trap!" The young Shitong clan howled miserably, and his body erupted with protective golden light.

"No, it's not a trap..." Shi Tong, whose body was also shining with golden light, looked behind him.

An Lin also looked expectantly at the direction where the sword was coming from.

Take action at the most critical moment.

Save him from danger.

Is it a teammate?

A graceful woman in a black dress appeared in front of him.

Her snow-white skin was faintly pink against the background of peach blossoms, and her cold and beautiful face was quite charming because of a malicious smile.

The two Shitong tribe creatures suddenly realized.

An Lin took a deep breath, his face pale, as if he had lost his parents.

"Fellow Daoist An Lin, we will wait for you outside." The old Shitong tribe laughed.

"It is romantic to die under the peony flowers, and I will wait for you, Sect Master An Lin." The little Shitong tribe also felt balanced in their hearts and said goodbye to An Lin in a friendly manner.

The reason why they said this was not because they were really friendly.

But because the big boss who came...

It was a black spirit snake! !

After finally escaping from the wolf's den, he ended up falling into the tiger's mouth?

Even lying in a coffin can be so frightening and full of ups and downs...

"What kind of bad luck am I in? Is there such a bully?" An Lin was about to cry. There is no worst, only worse, and this saying is perfectly true for him.

To be honest, it is better to be beaten out by the two idiots of the Shitong tribe than to fall into the hands of the black spirit snake! !

At this time, the black spirit snake had come to the coffin and looked at An Lin with a smile.

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