I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

Kongtong Mountain.

　　 The fog is lingering in winter.

　　 and rejuvenated, Zong Mu Ling, who had destroyed the three schools in succession, finally stopped crying.

　　 Zhenniang knew something vaguely. She lived so long and knew the existence of the innate gossip mirror.

　　 It's just that, in her opinion, this thing is more evil, so it won't give birth to a heart to take away.

　　 It is not necessarily a curse that a person can see the future and experience the future non-stop.

　　 is like a curse like immortality and drunken life and dreams.

　　 Immortal, is it really good?

　　 If everything is built on the long river of falsehood, and the truth that was there is gone, and will never be available in the future, and the only remaining lies are lies, then...what about happiness?

　　 That’s why Zhuang Yu would still thank Xia Jiji for knowing that she was a witch, and was moved.

　　Because every witch essentially has experienced a long period of loneliness, living alone in an empty world.

　　 So, they are not interested in the future...

　　 They focused on playing various roles and experiencing the joy of that short span of decades.

　　 And the future, in their view, this is just another kind of lunatic's world.

　　Zong Mu Ling obtained the Innate Gossip Mirror, but he hadn't even seen the door of that world.

　　 If I saw it,

　　 He was afraid that he would be so terrified that he would immediately bury this innate gossip mirror fragment in the soil, so that it would never be born! Never see the light!

　　 mortals,

　　How dare to change the future?

　　 Zhenniang hugged the red-haired boy in distress, and said softly: "Grandpa, what happened?"

　　 Zong Mu Ling hesitated, but still said with fear: "Wudang's back mountain... there is... there is a black-clothed ancestor..."

　　 Zhenniang chuckles, "Tell grandpa not to use Wudang early, the thing from Wudang Houshan... it's not easy..."

"thing?"

　　Zong Mu Ling was stunned, "Isn't he a human?"

　　 "Or... is he an existence similar to yours?"

　　 "Is it a taboo to live in the shadows of this world?"

　　 Zhenniang tilted her head, and pointed her fingers cutely on the fleshy cheek, "I don't know... Maybe... Wudang is very evil."

　　Zongmu Ling said: "Obviously you are a decent sect, how can it be evil?"

　　 Zhenniang smiled and said, "Let's talk about it, what have you encountered?"

Zong Muling directly spoke of the small black shadow he encountered. From seeing the black shadow reading quietly under the tree, to turning into a hot silhouette of nothingness, to putting him on the operating table skillfully Anesthesia...

　　 Then, he talked about the first hexagram calculation when he was killed by a starlight.

After 　　 Zhenniang listened, she lowered her head to ponder, a flash of playfulness suddenly flashed in her eyes, and then raised her head and smiled: "Let me help you."

"How to help?"

　　 Zhenniang suddenly looked solemn, raised her hand to the ground, and began to paint solemnly on the ground...

　　 Not long after, she exported a "moon-like pattern".

　　 This pattern gives people the feeling of looking at the bright moon from a very far away, or in other words, this pattern itself is another moon hidden in the dark...

　　 Mysterious and mysterious, full of mystery.

　　Zong Mu Ling has never seen it so simple, yet it reveals some kind of unspeakable "moon", he subconsciously asked: "What is this?"

　　 Zhenniang smiled and said: "Yuewo."

　　 "Yuewo?"

　　 Zong Mu Ling's mind flashed related information.

　　月孛 is one of the eleven lunars, and one of the four imaginary lunars in the eleven lunars. It is a star that exists in the unknown. It is said that the dark moon in the depths of the starry sky represents all desires.

　　 Zhenniang said: "You can calculate the hexagram again, then show me this pattern there, and directly explain the situation with me in the world of hexagram calculation, I will naturally help you to test it."

　　 The witch smiled and said: "I can invite some powerful forces to help you try the existence of the Wudang Houshan...how?"

　　Zong Mu Ling was stunned: "Are you willing to help me? Are you willing to let me see those powers you hide?"

Zhenniang smiled and said: "Who made me start to trust you... After all, your potential is really great... so big that I am willing to open a door to the truth for you, otherwise how could I? Tell you the pattern of the moonchild?"

Zong Muling was a little skeptical, but he thought of his current strength, and then thought that not everyone can adapt to this strength, is to eliminate the doubt, he took a long sigh of relief, suppressed the previous fear in his heart, and forcibly stabilized the previous collapse. Emotion, said: "Happy cooperation."

　　 Zhenniang smiled charmingly, "Happy cooperation, grandpa."

　　...

　　...

　　 Although time is tight, Zong Muling returned to the hidden village to rest for two days to adjust his mentality of collapse.

　　 Then, he once again sat on the stone platform in the back mountain empty valley.

　　 The sky was falling, the red hair was flying, and the Kongtong elder who was empowered with the different scenery of the blood river also regained his self-confidence.

Victory or defeat is standard issue.

　　 There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

　　 Green hills outside the mountains, buildings outside the buildings.

　　 Why is decadent because of a temporary failure?

　　The heavens will be relegated to the people of Sri Lanka, and he must first suffer from his will, and his muscles and bones...

　　Zong Mu Ling raised his head, his mind was already at peace.

　　 He is more than eighty years old this year, and he has gone through various incidents, and he is nowhere to be seen.

　　 And what I encountered in the hexagram calculation before was nothing more than a bigger stone.

When 　　 first fell into the water, he might be shocked by a lot of water, but now the ripples have calmed down, and his heart has calmed down.

　　 on the stone platform,

　　 In addition to him, there is a girl in a white dress sitting.

　　 Zhenniang looked at him with a look of admiration in her eyes. She said with a surprised and reverent expression: "Grandpa, I didn't expect you to recover so quickly. You really have a strong heart."

　　Zong Mu Ling laughed loudly when he heard the words, his eyes became more confident, and then he said with a solemn expression: "I'm about to start."

　　 Zhenniang smiled and nodded.

　　Zong Mu Ling took out that Kongtong's secret treasure passed down from ancient times—the fragments of the Xiantian Bagua mirror.

　　 The fragments are suspended in the air,

　　 The hexagram Jing is heavy, covering his whole body.

　　 With his eyes closed, Zhenniang glanced around a little vigilantly.

All around, there is a scene of withered vegetation that can’t be normal in the deep winter. The light of the sun only makes people feel lazy. It seems that time has slowed down and leisurely. I really responded to the phrase "There is no one in the mountains, I don’t know how to live. "Year" verse.

　　 However, Zhenniang's eyes are far from leisurely, but a kind of unreasonable vigilance...

　　 It seems that there is something weird and cannibal in hiding in this sunny day.

　　 This thing comes from behind the door.

　　What is behind the door?

　　 Maybe it's the villa...

　　 Maybe, nothing.

　　...

　　...

　　Zong Mu Ling opened his eyes in the world of Gua Suan.

　　 This time, he directly showed the "moon widow" pattern to Zhenniang in the world of hexagram calculation and explained the truth.

　　 Zhenniang acted immediately, and then contacted her partner.

　　Zong Mu Ling continued to Wudang, Zhenniang followed him closely.

　　 On the other side, the demon was also dispatched.

　　 In addition to demons, there are also a mighty three thousand demons.

　　 Zhenniang in the hexagram calculation world appears crazy and unscrupulous after confirming that she is in the hexagram calculation world.

　　 She directly ordered three thousand demons to attack Wudang.

　　 These mighty three thousand demons, each one is extraordinary.

　　 Under the "moisturization" of the meat, the demons almost always make the bottom of the three realms, and there are even the existence of the four realms...

　　 These demons and the disciples on Wudang Mountain are not on the same level at all.

　　 It can be said that there is no need for three thousand demons at all, just thirty, and Wudang can be wiped out easily.

　　 Three thousand demons are completely slaughter.

　　 Zong Mu Ling and Zhen Niang stood on a high platform, watching the battle.

　　In his expectation, Wudang will soon be defeated, and then the black shadow will be forced to make a move, and then he will be tested to clear his cards.

　　 But he was wrong.

　　 Stop talking about him,

　　 Even Zhenniang didn't expect the next scene.

　　 This scene is too shocking and too unreasonable.

Yes...

　　 Three thousand demons directly slaughtered Wudang.

　　 very relaxed,

Very smooth.

　　 And from beginning to end, the dark shadow did not appear.

　　Zong Mu Ling couldn't believe it, Zhenniang cooperated with him and asked the devil to search the whole Wudang... Still nothing was found.

　　 "This...what's going on?"

　　Zongmu Ling was stunned.

　　 However, Wudang has disappeared.

　　 He found nothing at all.

　　 soon, time passed...

　　Zong Mu Ling quit the world of hexagram calculation.

　　 Zhenniang saw him open her eyes and asked with a grin: "Grandpa, how is the battle? Me and the demon, who wins or loses against the monster in the back mountain?"

　　Zong Mu Ling was silent.

　　 Zhenniang felt something was wrong and asked, "What happened? Did we lose?"

　　 Zong Mu Ling said with a weird expression: "He didn't show up...if Wudang was slaughtered, he didn't show up. It should be... afraid of you, right?"

　　 Zhenniang: ...

　　 Her pupils tightened.

　　 The tree monsters in the front and back mountains, and the pupils hanging in the mist, all undoubtedly indicate the existence of monsters in the back mountains.

　　 This monster is terrifying, if only Zong Mu Ling was killed in a second, she wouldn't think there was anything.

　　 The retreat of the previous demons was nothing more than a kind of vigilance that did not want to set off an unprovoked battle.

　　If there is a real war, it is still unknown who will die.

　　 She wanted to use Zong Mu Ling's hexagram to weigh the monster.

　　 But, the monster did not appear?

Is 　　 really scared?

Do not...

　　 The monster realized that it was in the world of hexagram calculation and did not want to be weighed, so it did not appear.

　　 But how does it define reality and illusion?

　　 Zhenniang was born for the first time, and there is a real taboo in Wudang Houshan.

　　Because the characteristics of taboos are that they cannot be weighed, peeped, and cause and effect cannot be known.

　　 Anyone who leaves a record of victory or defeat in history books is far away.

　　 The saint is unnamed,

　　 Taboo, no name.

　　 For the first time, she really knew the person from Mount Wudang,

　　 And this cognition made the magic girl in the drunken dream palace show some kind of unknowable feeling of awe,

　　 From now on, she will never use the attitude of a game to face that person again.

Zong Muling didn't think so much. He just let out a long sigh of relief and said: "It seems that Wudang's black-clothed ancestor is not that great, Zhenniang, since Gua fortune has already calculated the ending... Then, this time I Go to Wudang, please help me.

　　 As long as you and the devil are there, the black-clothed ancestor in Mount Wudang must not dare to act rashly. "

　　 There was a confident light in his eyes.

　　 However, he was doomed to be disappointed.

　　 Zhenniang smiled and said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry... I can't help."

　　 Zong Mu Ling was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Zhenniang didn’t answer, she just made up an excuse at random: “Devils don’t move easily. In the real world, even if I call him, he won’t come out... So, try your divination and it will definitely change. of."

　　 Zong Mu Ling said in amazement: "You just said that I have great potential. Would you like to open a door to the truth for me?"

　　 Zhenniang smiled and said: "Just now, who knows that your hexagram calculation will fail?"

"you!"

　　Zong Mu Ling was furious.

　　 Zhenniang raised her neck and said with a smile: "Do you want to choke to death?"

　　 "Well... if you are afraid of trouble, do you want me to hang myself?"

　　Zongmu Ling:......

　　 He looked cold and let out a cold snort.

　　 Even if Zhenniang didn't help, he understood that the one from Wudang Houshan was not invincible.

　　 And he will find a solution to that person in the hexagram calculation again and again.

　　 That ancestor is not a god, so flaws will always be revealed.

　　...

　　...

　　 dripping...

　　 drip and slip...

　　 A grey wooden spinning top is spinning on the annual rings of a tree stump.

　　 The pressured black shadow is squatting aside, looking at the spinning top curiously.

This spinning top, called the real spinning top, is one of the "Twenty Secret Treasures". It is similar in nature to the Diamond Cutter. It is an alternative one-off thing "once used, permanently bound", but it is not tied to the Diamond Cutter. After the decision, it is no longer possible to bind the demanding requirements of other Secret Treasures.

　　 The nature of the real top is to define all reality and illusion.

The definition of 　　 is very simple.

　　 If the top spins all the time, then it is illusory.

　　 If the top stops in accordance with common sense, then it is true.

　　 Xia Ji had never thought about why this secret treasure could be at the same level as the "36-petal lotus", "Mustard Seed World", "Xiantian Bagua Mirror" and other things.

　　 Now, he still doesn't quite understand.

　　 It turned out that he planned to use this spinning top to recruit another subordinate similar to Ah Zi, who can quickly improve his level by eating "nearly twenty times the practice pill".

　　 After knowing that the "Xiantian Gossip Mirror" is real and that others can use it, he hesitated.

However, after discovering that the Taoist Baihe who should have not died in the future, he suddenly died. At the same time, Xianweng followed the Tai up to rescue the old Taoist by mistake, he keenly sensed the distance of the person who might be holding the "Innate Gossip Mirror Fragment". He is not that far away.

　　 So, he directly used the real top.

　　 At the same time, he will use this spinning top to spin when he encounters some unreasonable things.

　　Even though he spins the top every time, the top is destined to stop.

　　 However, this concept of his can make countless "he who exists in the illusory world, after seeing the top spinning forever, understand the situation, and then make a corresponding decision."

Yes.

　　 The real top is not for him in the real world.

　　 And he will never know what will happen to him in the illusory world of others.

　　 But in any case, being weighed is always a bad thing.

　　...

　　...

　　Zongmu Ling is depressed.

　　The black-clothed ancestor appeared once, and every time his divination, no matter how provocative, the ancestor would never come out again.

　　 This kind of weird scene made him understand something, and then a feeling of horror and powerlessness was born in his heart.

　　 After thinking about it, he decided to temporarily give up challenging Wudang.

　　 As for how to go later, let's talk about it in the next year.

　　 So, the plan for the rise of the four Guwu schools was temporarily shelved.

　　...

　　...

　　The winter is getting deeper.

　　 The white snow covered the continent.

　　 Everything seems to have entered peace and tranquility.

　　 On New Year’s Eve, the retreating monsters gave hope to those who are about to survive into the new year.

　　 So, the sound of firecrackers has broken the old age, the spring breeze has sent warmth into Tusu, thousands of families have been waiting for the day, and the new peach has been replaced by the old symbol.

　　 People are celebrating the New Year and looking forward to a better year.

　　 Refugees lined up in a long line, in the porridge shop, and temporarily lived in temporary shelters...

　　 Although I have experienced suffering, there is still hope after all.

　　 With hope, you can live in misery.

　　 On the official road south of Wudang, there is a fast horse running fast, with horses hoofs hurried, splashing and taking off snow and icicles, and a biting chill flows upstream.

　　 is a beautiful woman in yellow clothes soon.

　　 The beautiful woman is wearing a hat and a thick robe, under the drooping hat are a pair of eyes full of hatred.

　　 This beautiful woman arrived in Wudang at night, and then presented a greeting note.

　　 It is said in the post that "Hua Shan teaches Yiyun to see you".

　　 Yu Hezi hurriedly let Dao Tong lead the beautiful woman up the mountain.

　　 pouring tea and water, the two sat opposite each other.

　　 Yi Yun started straight to the point, and directly passed on the Kongtong Sect Zongmu Ling to inherit the magic power, and then dried up the Kunlun Baihe Taoist, Huashan Lushanfeng, Emei and Yishitai.

　　 Then, she also said that Zong Mu Ling originally planned to attack Wudang at this moment and became famous, but suddenly stopped for some reason, and it is said that...Zong Mu Ling once showed fear.

　　 Yu Hezi was stunned, he didn't want to have such a thing.

　　 He quickly thought of the teacher who had gone to Xiandi. The teacher was like this before, as if he had suddenly acquired some inheritance.

　　 The common characteristic of the teacher, Zong Muling, Baihe Taoist and others is that they all attended the banquet of the Shannan Province General in the early spring of this year.

　　 When Yu Hezi was taking care of things,

　　 Yi Yun suddenly got up, then stood in front of Yu Hezi, knelt down, and crawled to the ground.

　　 Yuhezi was shocked and hurried to help her.

　　 Yi Yun couldn't help but said: "Zong Muling must be afraid of Wudang, so he broke his promise and didn't dare to attack Wudang... In that case, please ask Wudang to be fair."

　　 Yu Hezi was silent for a long time, and he said: "The head of Yi, let's go and rest first."

　　 Yi Yun knew how to measure, so she had to give an explanation now instead of stalking, but she couldn't even stop her by kowtow. Then she got up and was taken by Wudang Daotong to the wing to take a rest.

　　 Yuhezi paced back and forth. As the new head teacher, he naturally knew a lot of secrets.

　　 such as...

　　 In case of indecision, go to the back mountain.

　　 Yuhezi has always guessed that Wudang Houshan hides the great secret.

　　 And the words before the old road left, confirmed his guess.

　　 At this time, encountering such a thing, he still picked up the lantern, called the third junior brother, and went to the back mountain together.

　　Under the moonlight,

　　 The back mountain is extremely quiet, like a towering city crouching here.

　　 Yuhezi stroking his beard and looking out,

　　 The fat Taoist stood behind him with a sword,

　　 The cold wind of the deep winter passed by, and the faces of the two of them were a little more calm and windy than they were a few years ago.

　　 Yu Hezi silently looked at the back mountain under the moonlight, and couldn't help but think of his past junior brother.

　　 Junior brother likes playing in the back mountain the most, drinking, fishing and watching the scenery, and later even lived in the back mountain in seclusion.

　　 It is a pity that the younger brother is dead, otherwise the younger brother will be twenty-four years old this year, right?

　　 With the aptitude of the younger brother, it is actually best for him to do this position of instructor.

　　 In these troubled times, how can his Yuhezi steer the rudder without letting the Wudang ship capsize?

　　 Yuhezi sees things and thinks about people. Although Yu Huang Liang has calmed down in his dream, he still has a trace of nostalgia.

　　 He took a deep breath and stepped forward,

　　 was about to speak up,

Suddenly, like a blessing to the soul, all the mysteries and miracles from the back mountain, even the miracles from a long time ago, as well as the Pangu who suddenly took the master away this time, and the attitude that the master showed flashed in his mind. .

　　 At the same time, the letter left by the little brother before he died, that sentence exploded in his mind.

　　He suddenly thought of a situation...

If...

　　 If you are bold enough to guess...

　　 guessed that the younger brother left this letter to convey the next sentence.

So...

　　-If you take the righteousness of the heaven and the earth, and defend the argument of the six qi, if you want to swim infinitely, will he be evil?

　　-Therefore, it is said: There is no self, **** and man have no merit, and saint has no name.

　　 "No name...No name...No name..."

　　 Yu Hezi suddenly grasped the point.

　　 His eyes are getting brighter, but he is extremely excited, worried about fear, disbelief, fear of hope, and other complex emotions...

In the past, he could not imagine, but now... after experiencing all sorts of things, he finally burst into the most unlikely possibility in his mind, but if this possibility becomes true, then everything can be said. NS.

　　 For example, how did Pangu pop up suddenly, why did the master trust him so much, for example, why the younger brother was swallowed by the evil spirit, etc...

　　 Many thoughts flashed in Yu Hezi's mind, and they were hidden again.

　　 He raised his hand to make a bee, luckily raised his voice, and said all what the Huashan school Yi Yun had said.

After 　　 finished speaking, he waited for a while, only to hear the monkey squeaking, and tossed him a peach.

　　 Yuhezi took Peach, and then retired.

　　 When he spoke, Xia Ji was listening naturally.

　　 Any existence that enters the back mountain, Xia Ji will know.

at this time...

　　 On the black cliff, the black outline of the child pondered quietly.

　　 The river of blood swallows, which means that this is a successful carnivor;

　　 Baihe Taoist means that this person is probably the holder of another innate gossip mirror fragment;

　　 Attacking Wudang, the action is stopped, which means that this person has probably already figured out how to attack Wudang in the world of hexagram calculation...

　　 Xia Ji took out the real top and twisted it on the cold rock in front of him.

　　 The real top spun around suddenly, and fell to one side in a short while.

　　 This means it is true at this time...

　　If the top doesn't stop, it means that in the illusory world, then... he won't take any action.

　　 For a long time, only then did Xia Ji use his immature childish voice and faintly said: "Dang die."

　　...

　　...

　　 Twenty-four-year-old Xia Ji had just experienced some kind of bizarre backlash from the Kaitianjing, and became a child, only to recover after ten days.

And on this day, he turned the real top again. After confirming the truth, he didn’t know the position of Kongtong. He then took the mustard world and sat on the meteor that came directly to Kong. Dong Village.

　　 The arrival of Xia Ji was far beyond Zong Muling's expectations.

　　 Because, in his divination, this terrifying Wudang black-clothed ancestor shouldn’t be here at all.

　　 So, Zong Mu Ling lost in seconds and passed out in a coma.

　　 Although Zong Muling is a fourth-order and fifth-level existence, the blood river initiation he inherited is just a fur, not as strong as he thought.

　　 This is not to say that the real Blood River inheritance is not strong, but Zong Muling probably just accepted the extremely thin portion of the Blood River inheritance...

　　 Otherwise, one of the three springs of the netherworld would have been a catastrophe-like scene when it came to the world. Where could it be?

　　 As for how to improve,

　　Perhaps only those who have also inherited the blood river empowerment can be complete by collecting enough "fragments".

　　 And this kind of inheritance, in the face of Xia Ji's genuine strange fire, is simply a flowery.

Xia Ji didn't treat him as an opponent at all, just as an errand to clear out the hidden dangers of Wudang, and at the same time prepare to harvest a wave, put the second innate gossip mirror fragment into the bag, and bring another fusion with the flesh. The subject went back to study.

　　 The fragments of the congenital gossip mirror are easy to find.

　　 And just when he was about to take Zong Mu Ling's body and take it back for research, he suddenly felt a familiar bitter and cold breath coming from a distance.

Then...

　　Zongmu Ling disappeared.

And then...

The people in Kongtong Village forgot about Zong Muling.

　　 When Xia Ji asked, they only said that the elder Zong went to the deep mountain alone a few days ago, and then he didn't come back.

　　 Xia Ji thought for a while, and realized that it was probably because this person named Zong Mu Ling had too many hexagrams and tried to change too much, so he was eaten by forty people?

So...

　　He understands forty people more clearly.

　　 Forty people can only be seen by those who are backlashed.

　　 And if a puppet with life is used as an intermediary, then...forty people will not harm the existence outside the intermediary, but only the immediate lives.

　　 Or maybe it was Pangu's bones that prevented it from swallowing?

if so...

　　 Then, the future can still change.

　　 At this time, even if everyone forgets Zong Mu Ling, he still remembers...

　　 Xia Ji guessed that he was infected with forty vitality.

　　 Now that the matter is complete, he is ready to leave Kongtong Village directly.

　　 In order for Su Taishang to rest, he will not ask Su Taishang for shooting stars continuously.

　　 So, he was going to leave on foot.

　　 But just then, an unexpected event happened.

　　 At the entrance of the village, a beautiful village girl in a white dress stopped in front of him, not afraid of his mysterious dress, but smiled thoughtfully and looked at him.

The village girl pinned her hands, stood under an old tree, and whispered: "Zong Mu Ling saw a hot void humanoid silhouette in the world of hexagram calculation. The humanoid silhouette absorbed all light and even deprived humans of sight, so ...Is showing the appearance of darkness and emptiness.

　　 And the fire that you killed Zong Mu Ling just now was also such a black fire...

　　 His river of blood is fragile in front of you.

　　For you, the realm is basically a child’s play...

　　 As far as I know, there is only one kind of fire that can achieve this level..."

　　 The village girl paused, her eyes flashed with complicated expressions, she tilted her head playfully, staring at the quaint and mysterious sun, moon, mountains and river mask, and suddenly asked: "Xia Ji?"

　　 The burly figure stopped, looked at the little wild flower-like girl in this village, and said gently: "Zhenniang."

　　 Village girl: ...

　　 Immediately, she chuckled, "It's really amazing."

　　 "But, today I just came to say hello..."

　　 Before she finished her words, the figure had passed by her side.

　　 Zhenniang's head suddenly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and she looked back.

　　 I saw the hot dark golden figure transforming into a nihility silhouette at the end of the wasteland.

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　　 He is the end of the light, the twisted shadow.

　　 The beautiful village girl in the white skirt looked at this figure and waved from afar and shouted: "Goodbye~~Mr. Pangu~~The next time I meet, I should still be the enemy."

After 　　 waved her hand, she realized that she hadn't turned around yet, so she chuckled.

　　 As for Zong Mu Ling, it is just a small observation sample.

　　Observation is good, it will help to carry out the second banquet.

　　 The second time, the scale will be a bit bigger.

　　 Besides, being able to re-recognize Mr. Pangu who may be Xia Ji is also not a small gain.

　　 In the remote unknown area, a pair of charming eyes brought intoxicating longing.

So...

　　 Mr. Xia Ji, or Mr. Pangu, can you break the game this time?

Well...

　　 It seems unnecessary to try again.

　　 The low-level strategy of surrounding the mountain by the devil is no longer suitable for people like Mr. Pangu.

　　 In the darkness, the thin lips of red paper showed a smile, and on the red cheeks from drunkenness was the forehead of the peacock flower.

　　 Zhenniang grinned.