Chapter 1015

Perhaps, after a thousand years, twothousand years, or even after the change of an era, a description like this will circulate in hell.

Hell changed dramatically, and the sky was full of ferocity. The nine eunuchs stole the high position. Since then, the Yin Division has entered the era of high-pressure white terror.

Some people care about the names behind them, but some people don't care.

For example, at this time, dachangqiu is sitting at the crystal table with a jade cup in his hand, which is filled with wine made from the tears of the dead.

Alcohol is cold, and ordinary people's souls freeze directly after eating, but for Da Changqiu, it's like drinking cold drinks in summer, taking this little bit of freedom.

Next to Da Changqiu, there is a Chang Shi, who was originally ranked tenth, but now ranks ninth.

He sat on the other side of the table, not drinking, but holding two sharp bone spurs, knitting clothes.

It can be seen that his craftsmanship is very good and exquisite, and the silk thread used is also made of extremely rare zombie white hair.

White haired zombies are not very rare, but it is very rare to find them before God splits them into slag, and then take down their white hairs and save them under the premise of no interest.

Fortunately, there is really this inventory in a hell hall, and I don't know why the hell king was idle to collect this thing.

"Brother, something happened over there again."

Xiao Jiu said while knitting clothes,

It's as usual as a sister and brother sitting on the threshing ground talking about family.

"Oh, listen carefully."

"It's time to go and have a look." Xiao Jiu said.

It seemed that he recognized Xiao Jiu's deep meaning. Da Changqiu shook his head and said:

"Not yet."

"He's like this. What else dare you?"

Xiao Jiu put the knitting needle made of bone spurs in his mouth and bit.

"When he is awake, I dare not stir up anything. When he is crazy, I dare to go forward?"

Da Changqiu held the glass and pointed at himself, saying to Xiao Jiu:

"Xiao Jiu."

"Ah?"

"Do you want to become Xiao Ba?"

The relationship between Jiu Changshi is very good. Fingers connect with hearts. It's them.

In the midst of chatting, dachangqiu suddenly stood up, shrugged his nose, and smiled at the corners of his mouth,

Avenue:

"In the past, miscellaneous experts also speculated that this listening to such a big one, is it sand or soil in the body."

"Now?" Xiao Jiu answered immediately.

"It's flesh and blood."

Dachangqiu smashed it, smashed his mouth,

Avenue:

"Xiao Jiu, you secretly run to the bottom of Mount Tai and help me pick up some to brew the bar.

It is said that the owners of the former generation of the netherworld sea liked to make wine with the blood of the demon God best, and miscellaneous artists also wanted to try it. "

"Brother, don't you want Xiao Jiu?"

…………

Two flowers bloom,

The hell end suddenly became nervous because of the roar and blood rushing atmosphere of the top of Mount Tai.

And on this side of the bookstore in the sun,

Boss Zhou is looking around, looking for something to take advantage of to give "Qing" a meal.

Because after this guy pointed to the Taoist priest and shouted "it's you",

It's stuck there all the time,

The order of expression changes is:

Shocked,

Shocked,

Very shocked,

Incomparable shock,

Very shocked!

Below?

The reason why I didn't think about using my nails directly was that I was worried about implicating Qing.

Finally,

Qing's expression relaxed,

He looked at Zhou Ze in a daze,

Avenue:

"Do you know what I saw?"

Boss Zhou shook his head and said:

"I only know that if you continue to pave the way, I can't help but want to kill you."

Qing laughed,

Stretched,

There is nothing beautiful about the little girl's body when she stretches.

Especially when he learned that the dominant soul in his body was an old soul that couldn't be any older, his originally naive behavior turned out to be extremely cold.

"I suddenly felt that it was a wise thing to give up, because I could witness this scene."

Say,

Qing pointed to Zhou Ze,

Avenue:

"You are lucky to witness history!"

Boss Zhou has fingernails on his left hand,

I can't help it!

Qing immediately continued:

"1300 years ago or 1200 years ago or 1100 years ago, in short, I'm in a hurry. It must have been thousands of years

The story of the shadow:————

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Time is really meaningless here.

When the sea of clouds in the fairy mountain is flattened, when the pavilions are destroyed,

Without the flying of cranes and the dancing of fairies,

here,

Only a long silence remained.

Everything was frozen, frozen in the moment when the sword fell, I don't know how long ago.

When everything is constant, when everything is eternal, time will lose its value of existence.

The old man was walking numbly through the ruins in ragged clothes. In fact, he could see the splendor in good condition from the details of his clothes.

But now he looks like a beggar, and the most embarrassing thing is that no one in this place can give him food.

Because in this area, there are not no neighbors, but those small miscellaneous fish who survived by chance are more miserable than him. I really saw it. Who gives, who doesn't know.

But he was hungry and empty. He lay on a pile of rubble and devoured the moss on it greedily.

All the things of the immortal family will always have some immortal aura. Now the immortal aura here has long been exhausted, and there is only a little corner of the place to find some, which is better than nothing.

In the center of the ruins, there is a sculpture. There is another terrible sword scratch on the chest of the sculpture, and the head is gone. It is a headless sculpture;

The master of the sculpture, the real master of the fairyland at that time, the old man only saw him from a distance when diving to water the flowers.

But he had long fallen under that sword.

Recalling that day, the old man still couldn't figure it out. Why did he suddenly look like that?

He only remembered that for a while, he had always heard that there was a war below, and many immortals went down, rushing to both sides of the ground to help get extra money.

It was scraped by the left hand and scraped by the right hand, which attracted a lot of Qi. The air in the fairy world seemed to be filled with the sweetness of making honey.

At that time, it was also heard that the owner named Xuanyuan below would be introduced to the immortal class in a hundred years.

That's directly becoming an immortal. Even if it's at the end of the immortal hall, it's also an immortal!

It is enough to make them envy, envy, hate and look up to the existence of countless fairy slaves.

But that day,

It was supposed to be the day when the man named Xuanyuan, Lord yangshou, had been brought up. His owner was the fairy official. For this reason, he was happy to say that he didn't know how much the human Lord could send to flatter him.

result,

Here comes the man,

Not only did people come,

He also brought a sword,

With a sword,

The sky is falling,

The ground collapsed,

Xian... It's gone.

…………

What made the old man helpless was that the fairy was gone, and the fairy slave also died, leaving only a few miscellaneous fish, but the beauty of turning over the serf to sing did not happen.

These fish were trapped in the ruins, so they could only survive and could not go out at all.

The old man who was gnawing on the moss suddenly heard a sound,

"Zhiya..... Zhiya..... Zhiya......"

The rasping sound came.

The old man widened his eyes, immediately stood up and looked up.

He saw a giant ape with yellow hair on his body unexpectedly carry the broken Tianmen with his hands and shoulders, and forcibly use his body to carry away the long isolated ruins.

The old man was excited,

At the same time,

The old man was also afraid.

He seemed a little helpless. Countless years of loneliness had made him not as exquisite as he used to be. At this time, he was more like a walking corpse created by time.

He saw a middle-aged man in white jump down from the giant ape,

Walked here,

Walked into the ruins.

The man in white stretched,

To the terrible ape behind him:

"Is it interesting to move mountains?"

The giant ape behind him nodded innocently as he tried to carry the Tianmen gate.

The man in white seemed a little dissatisfied,

Avenue:

"Why did I choose you instead of that little red at the beginning? Look, you're stupid. You won't answer a word.

Moving mountains is no fun. "

The great ape nodded stupidly, simple and honest again.

The man in white was relieved of his anger,

Avenue:

"Well, Xiao Hong can't carry this thing. What you should have grown in your brain has grown into your muscles.

In other words, is it challenging to move mountains? "

The great ape hesitated for a moment, seemingly unsure whether he should nod his head or shake his head to cooperate with the man in white.

The man in white looked up,

but.

"It's true that one generation is not as good as another. It's also the law of heaven and earth that is becoming more and more unfriendly to you demons, making your variety lower and lower.

If you have another chance to find a monkey under your seat,

I want to find someone who can fight as well as the one around my old ancestor, and at the same time, I also need a little red brain. "

The giant ape continued to carry the gate of heaven.

The man in white smashed it and smashed his mouth. He couldn't bear it,

Avenue:

"OK, OK, you have to be able to fight like a purple monkey, have a little red brain, and have your strength.

Without your strength, I can't get here, can I? "

The ape grinned and smiled happily.

The man in white rolled his eyes and looked at the silly monkey helplessly.

"You can't hold on for a while. Tell me before you're smashed into mud, so I can go out first and you'll become mud."

The great ape nodded vigorously.

The man in white turned around,

Go inward.

The old man found that the other party's eyes were looking at him, and the old man immediately knelt down in fear.

Lost the long-standing fear of the superior, and recovered from the blood again.

The man in white shook his head, ignored the old man, and walked straight up to the altar to the bottom of the headless sculpture,

Pointing to the sculpture in a tone of obvious contempt and indifference,

Avenue:

"Oh, is this fairy?"

The old man knelt on the ground and continued to shiver. He didn't come forward at all to scold the other party's idea that an dared to be so disrespectful.

He also knew that the other few remaining small miscellaneous fish were probably worse than himself.

The man in white yawned,

He reached out and picked up a big stone beside him,

Fingers pointed at it,

The original stone was instantly carved into the face of a man in white.

The man in white carefully played with the stone carving of his head,

Once satisfied,

Fly up directly,

Put his brain stone sculpture on the sculpture,

Since then,

Sculpture has a head again.

The man in white took out a pot of wine from his pocket,

Took a sip,

Turn around,

Facing the giant ape who was still struggling to carry the gate of heaven, he shouted with a little pride:

"Ha... This is the fairy."

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