Chapter 429 I am a flower thief, dream on! (Monthly ticket requested!)

boom!
Boom!

These four simple words are like thunder in the distant sky, invisible, deafening, and echoing non-stop.

Indra's eyes narrowed as he looked at the [named Boli] and saw that his expression was tense, his breath was stagnant, and his hands were clenched tightly, looking like a taut bowstring.

"Don't get excited!"

"Look, your heartbeat is so loud, it's a bit noisy!"

Indra spoke.

Upon hearing this, [the one with the same name, Boli] was slightly stunned.

He quickly raised his hand and gently pressed it on his chest, then took a deep breath to calm himself.

The thunder-like heartbeats finally stopped!

Disappear!

Indra shook his head.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed his legs, and sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the person with the same name, Boli.

"so!"

"The voice in your meditation said, 'I am the Emperor of Heaven.'"

Indra said.

At this moment, his eyes were shining and he looked at the person in front of him with great interest.

The current Emperor of Heaven is obviously Jiaxijiye. Even if there are other people added, it will definitely not be the turn of the one in front of him.

Then the voice in the other person’s mind is worth thinking about!

"That's right!"

[The one with the same name, Boli] was very sure, and shook his head in a deep tone.

He frowned slightly, looking nervous and worried.

“How weird!”

"I feel like there's something weird going on here!"

[The one with the same name, Boli] murmured to himself.

Having said this, he slowly raised his head, stared at the Asura King Boli in front of him, stretched out his head and whispered: "I was a little strange before, but now I suspect that I may have been cursed!"

At this point, [the one with the same name, Boli] fell into deep thought.

His voice was obviously trying to guide him and ask him to do something.

Even though what the voice said was common knowledge, it was so mysterious that he was unwilling to take the risk.

“Meditate again!”

"I'll take a look again!"

Indra said.

He was very curious now and had to watch it again.

"Again?"

"Well, let's try it. If it's a curse, maybe we can tell who cast it!"

"it is good!"

[The person with the same name, Boli] shook his head and agreed immediately.

Swish!
His eyelids fluttered slightly, his eyes closed, and his mind was as peaceful as a quiet lake.

At this moment, the aura around [the one with the same name, Boli] gradually calmed down, his heart beat steadily and rhythmically, and the violently surging blood in his body gradually subsided, and he entered a state of meditation.

Indra blinked at this.

He raised his hand and waved it twice gently in front of the face of the man with the same name, Boli.

"It looks like he has more than just secrets!"

"But there is a big secret!"

Indra murmured.

His eyes flickered as he stared intently at the [named Boli] in front of him.

The next moment, his hands gently fell on his bent knees, like a lotus, and golden light immediately surged out from behind his head.

The golden lights flickered and formed a huge golden eye behind him.

The golden eyes blinked, and the eyeballs turned left and right like a ball of light, and finally the gaze fell on [the one with the same name, Boli].

The pupil of the giant eye suddenly shrank.

Swish!
In this huge pupil, bright eyes immediately emerged. Countless eyes emerged in this huge pupil, like waves in the milky ocean, appearing and disappearing constantly.

The power of the Thousand Eyes moved in an instant.

Indra suddenly felt that his sight, like a sharp sword, pierced through the body of this powerful Naga King and went deeper.

But he didn't see anything, instead he heard a voice first.

Soon, he heard voices of pious praise.

"Om~ Praise the Lord!"

"Om~ Praise the Lord!"...

This is the inner voice of [the one with the same name, Boli].

"That's not it!"

Indra thought.

This is obviously the voice of [the one with the same name, Boli].

But soon, a faint voice suddenly came out, echoing and spreading.

"I am... the Emperor of Heaven!"

This voice was all-pervasive, as if it came from the deepest part of the heart of [the one with the same name, Boli], and it was difficult to find its source.

But Indra is not someone who gives up easily!

"!!!"

Indra's eyes narrowed.

The power of his Thousand Eyes moved suddenly, and countless eyes suddenly gathered, like a spear piercing the darkness, and suddenly looked in the direction of the voice.

Swish!
The next moment, Indra's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt countless white lights pouring in.

His eyes focused, and a peaceful scene immediately appeared in them.

"!!!"

“Is this the heaven?”

Indra took in the scenes before him.

This place is obviously the heaven. Countless faint auspicious lights cover the surroundings, just like the milk of a sacred cow, full of milky white glow.

In this gentle white light.

There stand golden temples, tens of thousands of yojanas high, adorned with flowers and jewels.

So beautiful!

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.

The Temple of the Emperor of Heaven looks like colored glaze, reaching straight into the sky.

Endless golden light emanates from the temple, illuminating the entire heaven like the sun.

“This should be somewhere in my memory.”

"It is indeed the heaven!"

"But not my heaven!"

Indra muttered as he stood in front of the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.

This place is very similar to the heaven, but there are some things that seem true or false, for example, the Asura sculptures that he had accumulated with great difficulty are gone.

While Indra was looking around, another voice suddenly came out and echoed in his ears.

"I am... the Emperor of Heaven!"

This voice came from the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven in front.

Indra raised his head.

He said nothing, raised his foot, stepped onto the stairs, and walked towards the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.

He wanted to see whether this Heavenly Emperor was genuine or fake, and whether it had any anti-counterfeiting mark.

tread!tread!tread!
With the sound of light footsteps, Indra finally arrived in front of the temple gate.

"I am coming!"

As Indra spoke, he looked ahead with interest.

There were layers of high platforms in front of me, and at the top there was a golden throne, with a figure sitting on the throne.

This figure has big horns on his head and is tall.

It seems like an eternal giant.

He lowered his head and could not see his face, but he could feel that this was an Asura!

"Asura?"

Indra tilted his head.

As soon as the words fell, the voice seemed to arouse the person sitting on the throne in front. The person on the throne immediately moved and slowly raised his head.

The face of the person on the throne was blurred and shrouded in a layer of white light, making it difficult to discern his identity.

But at this moment, Indra felt the other party's gaze falling on him.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven!"

The one on the throne spoke in a deep voice, as if with great difficulty.

Indra did not move, but stared at the other person quietly, wanting to hear the other person's next words.

"I am a ferryman!"

"I am... a flower thief!"

(End of this chapter)