"Fat up"
Wang Xuan said a word, if it were a different person, don't say anything about friendship, lovers are not full, and they can't even be friends, they are almost going to talk to death.
"You did it on purpose, right?"
Zhao Qinghan is so confident, even if she doesn't step into the extraordinary field, her figure is excellent, let alone now.
"Am I wrong, let me see again"
Wang Xuan approached, looking like he wanted to take a closer look, and even his breath touched her face.
Zhao Qinghan beat him lightly, looking at him pretending to be serious and approaching, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Who did you learn it from? It wasn't like that before."
"Chen Yongjie, he said that when you meet, you should care and ask for warmth."
Wang Xuan said seriously.
"Grandmaster Chen doesn't carry this pot"
Zhao Qinghan smiled.
In an instant, those sense of distance disappeared, and a few short words eliminated the wisp of life that the two of them had not seen for a long time.
Wang Xuan brushed a strand of her long hair to his ear, and then hugged him gently.
Zhao Qinghan's body stiffened slightly at first, but soon relaxed again and took the initiative to hug him.
Touching gently, the two separated, and seemed to return to the past, without a sense of life.
"Go to the front yard and take a look, the seniors of the fox clan want me to accept a disciple."
Wang Xuan said.
"Who?"
Zhao Qinghan asked, walking forward with him.
"Mo Huang, a newcomer, is said to be very talented"
Wang Xuan informed.
Zhao Qinghan was deeply surprised and said: "It's him, ten, with the famous alchemist Xu Fu accompanying me, I am not in danger at all.
In the last years of mythology, I may usher in a qualitative transformation."
Chen Yongjie tried his best to comfort Guan Lin.
However, his heart was full of reluctance, and at the same time he couldn't understand that the extraordinary was about to end, why was he still calling him in the depths of the universe, could he save the myth? What's the point of all this?
During this period, Chen Yongjie sent messages to Fang Yuzhu and Zhang Daoling, and also informed them of the situation.
"Xiao Chen, he is going to that place too, maybe we will meet him"
In the depths of the universe, on the ancient spaceship, the Dark Blood Patriarch spoke.
"Not necessarily, the regional level we are going to is extremely high, and Xiao Chen can't go there."
Lao Zhang shook his head.
On the same day, Chen Yongjie also went to see the Sword Fairy, informed him of the situation, and learned some information.
The next day, his body emitted light and rain, and according to his instincts, he walked towards a mountain range in the old land, which was the place where his master disappeared.
A soft light curtain appeared, very hazy, much smaller and more blurred than the energy barrier shown by the mysterious contact event thirty years ago.
Chen Yongjie walked in, and as the light and rain evaporated, he disappeared from the spot, but this time there were no ancient swords or swords left.
Guan Lin came, watched him go away from a distance, waved silently, and held back her tears.
At the same time, deep in the sea of stars, on a certain living planet, in the newly appeared land that had only appeared for more than half a year, a bright moon hung high, in a blue sea, the ferryman sat on the golden bamboo boat, couldn't help but look up at the sky, he was full of light and rain, and he couldn't help but float.
"Am I really going to fight for that kid?"
He was a little speechless, what is this called? When he gets old, the myth is about to die, and he has to fight a cross-domain war, and he has mixed feelings.
Then, he roared: "Can you take that kid with you too? Let him go with me."
In the sky, the moon trembled, and then, it began to bleed, and then it shook, revealing its essence, it was a huge eyeball, making the sky sway.
"The essence of the dead land, are you a terrifying body left behind by the departing transcendent civilization?"
Xu Fu stared at the moon, and the huge eyeball was a little terrifying.
At this time, he ascended in the light and rain, wanting to borrow a path from his eyeballs and enter the land of extraterritorial civilizations.
He lowered his head and looked at the blue sea below, where it was pitch black and hazy, and countless pairs of terrifying blood-colored eyeballs opened and were looking at him.
In the past, he couldn't see those monsters suspected of being leprosy, but today, he actually saw them all.
"Quick, let me go to war, I will never return to the land of death"
He couldn't help but roar, after seeing the truth, for more than two thousand years, so many terrifying ghosts had been wandering around him, staring silently, he really didn't want to stay for a moment.
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