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Chapter 503: Little White Man

The tourists understood freedom and lined up to go out.

The tourists who came out were immediately received by the tribe members of Tushan.

As the eyes looked at each other, they were brainwashed and taken out.

All the things that happened within this hour were forgotten, and some people were still coughing but no longer had a chill.

Lu Qiao understood that after Chaos was captured, everything would end as long as everyone's immune system played a role.

After half an hour of tossing, the smoke in the circus had been extinguished.

Luqiao was sitting on the stage at this time, and the Qiankun air bag was placed in the center of the stage.

At this time, there was no churn in Qiankun's air bag, but you could see that the lines that were repaired by the Jade Emperor were constantly emitting medicine smoke.

Su Yue and Ling'er ran into the circus, and at this time Su Yue spoke: "Everyone in the circus has gone out."

Lu Qiao lit his head: "Thank you for your hard work."

"The entire zoo has completely calmed down things, and the chaos caused by chaos is over," Ling'er explained.

"There was no chaos in other parts of the zoo because of this, right?" Lu Qiao asked again.

"No." Ling'er replied immediately.

"Thanks to Xiaobai, basically everyone was arrested." Dapeng also explained.

Lu Qiao shook his hand: "It doesn't matter if you haven't caught it, as long as Qian Chao dies, everything will be fine."

"Is Chaos dead now?" Su Yue asked in confusion.

Lu Qiao shook his head: "I don't know."

Dapeng walked up to look at Qiankun in front of him, and reached out to touch him: "I can no longer feel the breath of chaos."

"Can you be sure?" Lu Qiao asked.

"I dare not make sure of this. When you let you out, you were not in a state of chaos?" Dapeng looked at Luqiao. Dapeng was obviously timid at this time. After all, he had made mistakes in his judgment before. Now he was making judgments, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Lu Qiao shook his head: "You were right that time before."

"Right? Yes, why is Chaos not dead yet?" Dapeng asked in confusion.

"Because Chaos may be prepared, it is hidden in the pill given to Ling'er." Lu Qiao explained.

Ling'er heard this and said, "I'm sorry."

"No, no, no, it's not your problem. If you didn't give me the pills, I might have died." Lu Qiao replied.

At this time, Su Yue spoke: "Can you know, there are other clones in Chaos that exist elsewhere?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

It is indeed possible that there is, and everyone who figured out this matter lowered their heads.

At this time, Luqiao stepped forward and opened the bag. The moment the bag was opened, it showed that two huge paint buckets were seen.

There was no medicine in the paint bucket, only burned ashes and the ash smoke slowly floating upwards.

At this time, Wukong looked like a torch and said, "There is something in the middle of the two jars."

Everyone surrounded the paint bucket in a circle, and at this time they could see a pure white little white man among the two gaps.

Lu Qiao was stunned for a moment and was about to close his mouth again. The little white man saw Lu Qiao and said, "Friend."

Lu Qiao saw it clearly at this time. The little white man opened his mouth and the mouth was also white. The pure white man had no trace of darkness. He was obviously pure and could not be pure anymore.

Lu Qiao put down the bag in his hand, and Dapeng said, "Chaos?"

"I saw Chaos in two forms, black and white, which was white, but I didn't know what his name was?" Lu Qiao said.

"What's my name? Friend, what's my name?" The little white man walked quickly towards the Luqiao.

A little man the size of a can of coke was firmly held by Lu Qiao's feet: "Friend, what's my name?"

Everyone was frightened by this scene, Lu Qiao picked up the little white man holding his thigh.

The little white man's whole body was white, but he still had only one mouth at this time.

Only one mouth can recognize yourself, obviously you have a mind or spiritual consciousness.

Lu Qiao carried the little white man and said, "I don't know the name anymore? Then what do you know?"

"Hmph." The little white man snorted coldly while holding his mouth.

"Why do you still have a temper? Good, good, my friend, what do you know?" Lu Qiao asked.

"That's right, I know everything." The little white man said.

Lu Qiao held the little white man with his palm, and the little white man sat on Lu Qiao's palm.

"The little guy doesn't even know his name, he knows everything?" Su Yue smiled.

"You are not my friend, I only talk to my friends." The little white man said.

Ling'er asked, "Am I your friend?"

Xiaobai turned his head to look at Ling'er, shook his head with disgust: "You are his friend, not my friend."

"Who is it?...Friend, who are you talking about?" Lu Qiao asked quickly.

"The worst person in the world." Xiaobai said.

"He may be talking about chaos, so what does it have to do with it? Friend?" Lu Qiao asked again.

Xiaobai scratched his head and said, "I am Huangdi's son."

"Emperor?" Wukong repeated.

"The Huangdi of the descendants of Yan and Huang, Yandi is Shennong. As for this Huangdi, it is Xuanyuan. But Xuanyuan's son, are you Shaohao?" Dapeng explained.

"Shaohao is my brother. I said I can't remember my name anymore. At that time, I knew the weather and geography, and could distinguish right from wrong. But one day when I was practicing, my inner demon came out. It was chaos, my lifelong enemy." The little white man explained.

"How much can he believe?" Ling'er asked.

Lu Qiao said, "Listen to him to continue."

"My inner demon is getting heavier and more and more strange. My father began to dislike me and hide me in silence. I understand why, there is only one way to resolve this matter. I burned my body with fire so that I can perish with the inner demon. But I misunderstood something, the inner demon is already one with me. But after I lost my body, Chaos swallowed me. He lives in this world with my soul, and I do not eat human life and seek death. But Chaos can eat human life and will share the burden with me. So he is particularly greedy and nourishes me and himself. And he will release me when he encounters the most dangerous situation, and I hate him." The little white man explained.

Lu Qiao looked at the little white man and said, "Friend, then what do you mean by the words in the bag?"

"It's his meaning, my oral statement." The little white man explained.

Lu Qiao quickly asked, "Is Chaos dead?"

The little white man looked at Lu Qiao and said, "I'm not dead, he won't die. But I can't hold on anymore. He should be trying to find a way to save me now."

"Friend? What's wrong with you?" Lu Qiao asked.
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