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Chapter 58 The Twelve Signs of God

He looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is barely considered an adult. Where can he get such terrible martial arts? Even if he starts practicing in the womb, he will not be able to kill first-class masters like killing a chicken or a dog!

Could it be that an old monster broke through the limit of the human body's secret hiding, touched the boundaries of human gods promoted by the Snow God Palace, and was reborn?

"So, you guys go." Meng Qi paused, then looked up at the sky with a little blushing face: "Uh, copy a copy of the treasure map for me."

If you have free time in the task, Exploring the treasure can increase the task evaluation, and many things in it can be exchanged for good merit.

This is the first time he has been in the world in the "real sense" and has no similar experience in his "last life", so naturally he cannot force his robbery, and this does not conform to his character and bottom line.

"No, staying behind will only bring disaster to my husband and wife." Li Xinyu also said firmly.

Meng Qi waved his hand: "If there is no such treasure map, how can you stay in Tianding City for a long time calmly? Copy one and leave it behind."

When it comes to treasure hunting, someone must explore the dangers before and rashly go into battle. It is not the best way to go. Besides, you may not have time to go.

Seeing Meng Qi's sincerity, Zhang Zongxian tore a white cloth from a corpse and copied it with blood. Then the couple left the "original" on the deck, thanked him again, put down the boat beside the boat, and left with the waves.

Meng Qi put away the treasure map and found that there was still no task prompt. So he squatted down with some distress and uncovered the mask of "Shen Hou".

Behind the mask is a middle-aged monk with extraordinary appearance, fear and panic frozen on his face.

Meng Qi searched his body and found only a strange token, neither gold nor wood, with cold tentacles, carved with a laughing monkey head.

"Is this the identity symbol of the 'Twelve Phases Gods'?" Meng Qi threw the token and started to play tricks. He put on the mask and walked back and forth.

Before traveling through time, he had great interest in various mysterious organizations, especially the strange, secret, powerful and terrifying ones.

"Well, in the future, I will also establish a mysterious organization to be the mastermind behind the manipulation of the world..." Meng Qi likes to use this idea of ​​making fun of suffering to relieve his mood. "What's the name? 'Goddess' Saint Seiya'? This style is wrong..."

At this moment, a tired voice suddenly came from the river: "Is Mr. Shen Hou" among the 'Twelve Gods' in front of it?"

"Ah?" Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, so he was regarded as "Shen Monkey"?

"Old Duan Xiangfei, I have a task to ask for help." A small boat came along the way, and an old man dressed in Confucian scholar stood at the bow of the boat.

"Mr. Xianyin?" Meng Qi was quite surprised. He was actually Duan Xiangfei, one of the seven masters! What could he do that he could not complete himself and needed to find the "Twelve-Phase Gods"?

Will Duan Xiangfei silence his identity at this time?

Although Meng Qi was not very afraid, he decided to pretend carefully and wait for Duan Xiangfei to leave and throw away the mask. Where did he look for it?

On the deck, blood suddenly flowed, and words were drawn:

"The main task was triggered, pretending to be 'Shen Hou', accepting Duan Xiangfei's task, finding the whereabouts of his son Duan Mingcheng, completing the reward of 150 good deeds, and deducting the corresponding good deeds if they fail."
Chapter completed!
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