I'm a priest in North America, and I'm my own god.

"inconvenient!"

After snorting this sentence coldly, Chen Yuan hung up the phone. What a level, he actually spoke to himself in a tone similar to a command.

And as soon as he opened his mouth, he put the responsibility on himself.

I had warned him several times before.

Although it was just pretending, it was done with great care at the time.

Answering a call from such a person early in the morning made him lose all his confidence and confidence.

After all, I still haven’t cultivated my mind enough!

Thinking of cultivating his mind, he suddenly became alert. This didn't seem like he should be in his current state. He actually felt irritable because of a phone call?

His heart was agitated, and his heavenly eye quickly looked inside to search for himself.

Finally, I saw a faint line of cause and effect disappearing into the void above my soul. The aura was vaguely pointing to the direction where the meteor shower fell last night.

He quickly touched it with his mind and instantly learned the information.

How many Americans died in Philadelphia had nothing to do with him, Chen Yuan.

Even the number of Americans that Jack Sturgen, a devil raised by nationalism, has devoured, seems to have nothing to do with him.

Because from the beginning, Mr. William, the representative of Hexagon, had made a severance of responsibility contract with him through a written document.

It has little impact on Texas.

Chen Yuan thought that what he did was perfect, but he didn't expect that he missed one of them, which was to moisten people.

Run people traveled thousands of miles and traveled all the way to America. Some people sold their wives and daughters just to enter this spiritual homeland. [Guess, is it true? 】

Some people are heavily in debt and can no longer survive at home, so they have to go out and try their luck. In the end, they end up dead and turn over.

But people at the bottom should fight no matter what.

As long as it doesn't violate the moral bottom line, that's fine.

But shouldn’t these people go to Fatty Ding Square?

What are you doing in Philadelphia?

At this moment, Chen Yuan was actually a little envious of those cultivators who had no organization. No matter what they did, there was no divine cause and effect.

That's right!

It was his responsibility that these people died in Philadelphia.

Can you believe it?

Why! Even though the other party has not obtained América status, he is still considered an Oriental.

At that time, when he used America's National Destiny to condense Jakster Morgan and another devil, Mr. Song Ziping, the envoy from the East, was the witness.

Although on America's side, Chen Yuan had already cut off the responsibilities with those two devils.

But the report from Mr. Song, the emissary from the East, shows that this devil has a deep relationship with him, and may even be his chess piece.

For this reason, Runren, who has not yet obtained América nationality and can still be regarded as an oriental citizen, died at the hands of Jackster Morgan. If you look into it carefully, it is Chen Yuan's responsibility.

This is not the judgment of anyone, but the judgment of Eastern Heaven, which cannot be changed by human beings.

Unless Dongfang's court information is wrong, this Jackster Morgan really has nothing to do with Chen Yuan, nor is he his pawn.

But actually.

Those two devils were really created by him. Even if those Run people did not obtain the nationality of another country, they could still be regarded as Orientals.

So, strictly speaking, this is partly his responsibility.

All these aspects add up to form the faint cause and effect today.

Although this causal line is very weak, there is still a causal connection after all.

What's more, Jackster actually resented the Easterners because he didn't grant him the title of god.

Therefore, when he carried out those cruel and bloody flesh and blood sacrifices, he went out of his way to find many Easterners.

That is to say, although I did not kill Boren, Boren died because of me.

All these things added up, and now there is only a faint line of cause and effect. It can be considered that I have completely abdicated the responsibility.

"Morning, Patriarch!"

The Qingsong audience disciples had finished their morning lessons in front of the statue of Tianbing. When they saw Chen Yuan, they all came over to salute and greet him.

Seeing the disciples of Qingsong Temple reminded Chen Yuan of a person. These disciples of Qingsong Temple were able to find him thanks to the guidance of one person, and that was Song Ziping.

And I gave him this face.

Then does he have to give himself some face?

So I took out my phone and dialed.

"Good morning, Mr. Song!"

"Mr. Chen, it's night here, and it's quite late!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry! I forgot about the jet lag!"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and then got down to business.

"I didn't know Mr. Chen called me so late at night. Is there anything you need my help with?"

Mr. Song knew that Mr. Chen would definitely not go to the Three Treasures Hall if he had nothing to do. Since he called him, something must have happened, and it was not a big deal.

“It’s nothing serious, I’m just thinking about discussing whether we can make an announcement at home.

That is to say, those people who enter America through abnormal means will bear the consequences if anything happens to them in America. "

They are all good people, and they are good people with very good information channels. Mr. Song roughly understood what he meant when he heard this.

"Mr. Chen, you mean Philadelphia?"

Chen Yuan knew that he couldn't hide it from him: "Yes, Philadelphia is very miserable this time, and it has nothing to do with me.

The most important thing is that some of the Orientals who entered America through abnormal channels also died.

And according to my speculation, situations like this may happen frequently in the future, and there’s no telling who will be blamed for this situation.

So, if you can persuade me to go back, do it!

If you don't advise me to go back, you'll have to bear the consequences! "

Mr. Song was silent for a while on the other end of the phone, and then asked again.

"Is it a big impact?"

Chen Yuan understood what he was asking. After thinking about it, it seemed that the impact was not big, so he replied: "It has some impact, but not big!"

"Okay! Let's have a meeting to discuss it!"

Then he hung up the phone.

He sent a document that afternoon. People who enter America through illegal or abnormal means are themselves illegal smuggling.

Therefore, anything that happens to these people in the United States is not Chen Yuan's responsibility.

But if he happens to see him, he can help if he can!

The moment the document came into his hands, Chen Yuan felt that the line of cause and effect on his body had become much lighter.

This seems a bit...if you can't solve the problem, just solve the person who caused the problem?

Anderson is at it again!

Along with him was Monica, who had been working as a supervisor these past few days.

"Good afternoon, Father!"

"Yeah!" Chen Yuan knew why he came.

"Something happened in Philadelphia. The Hexagon wants to ask for your help. Come over there!"

Anderson smiled humbly.

He couldn't help but feel humble. He was not a human being in the Hexagon Building, so he had to invite the priest there.

What can he do?

Doesn't the priest deadlift?

It was the Baron of the Ross family who did this last time, and now his soul is still being roasted by the dark fire in the church!

His family lineage, as well as the families involved with his parents or children, began to decline, and the huge wealth began to be shared by others.

It is a certainty that the Rose family will become history. This is the fate of those who dare to pry into the power of gods.

"Don't go!"

Chen Yuan turned around and glanced at him: "I said from the beginning that if I let go, those two devils would have nothing to do with me from now on!

The Hexagon Building also issued an announcement. What those two devils did had nothing to do with me!

Is there anything else going on, Director Anderson?

Please come back if nothing happens! "

Seeing his attitude, Anderson found it hard to say what he said next.

Monica couldn't help but said: "Yes, walking skeletons appeared in a school in Austin, the capital of Texas.

It was the last construction site of our Toronto pipeline engineering team. After hundreds of skeletons were excavated there, walking skeletons appeared at night.

Then those skeletons were all stolen, and by the last few nights, they had turned into dozens of humanoid skeletons that could walk, climb, and move like the wind. "

A humanoid skeleton that can walk, run, jump, climb, and move like the wind, is there such a thing?

But Dr. Liu and his wife were really frightened last time, and he didn’t see any yin energy in her!

Could it be that he made a mistake?

Yesterday, due to work reasons, I didn’t dare to say how much more I wanted.

Today, I will set a number here, five chapters, hahahahaha!

So arrogant!

If you have the ability, call someone to check the work! Hahahahaha.

Plant a flag here: [If I can get 5,000 monthly votes this week, I will update 10 chapters on the day I have enough. 】