Chapter: 2196
The Hongluan star official is in charge of marriage, and his sensitivity in this aspect is probably stronger than that of astrology.
"Is there anything to say," said Palace Mistress Zhisha in a cold tone:
"After cutting the filth under you, I will use the source of life liquid to help you recover, and you will be clean again. Remember in the future, you use it once, and I will cut it once."
Has she really cured her mental illness? Why do I feel more serious? It�s like the devil Zhang Yuanqing is trying to open the item bar and summon items to fight against the mad batch.
But found that he lost the induction with the inventory.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation since he became a spiritual practitioner.
Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank, he suspected that the palace master's illness was getting worse, and he could do anything madly.
Although he had the source of life liquid to heal his injuries, he didn't want to experience the pain of losing a good chicken.
"Palace Master, if you have something to say, you are the most important person in my heart." Zhang Yuanqing recalled the teacher's teachings while trying to appease the mad critic.
The Master of the Killing Palace held a knife, gestured at his crotch, and suddenly sighed:
"I still can't bear to blame you, forget it, find a chance to kill Guan Ya to vent your anger."
Then you let me down, hiss, the tightening became tighter. Zhang Yuanqing took a breath, and the red threads as thin as hair were strangled into the flesh one by one, dripping with blood.
He tentatively asked: "Palace Master, can you let me down first?"
After saying this, the red thread tightened even more, and blood beads continued to flow along the red thread.
Zhang Yuanqing shut up obediently.
At this time, the master of the killing palace put away all his emotions, walked to the table, and took out a clay pot the size of a football, and ten gold bars engraved with dazzling runes.
"I extracted the essence of the remaining life source liquid and stored it in a clay pot. The divine power of the sun was sealed in gold. The gold is a temporary container I entrusted a refiner to make. It can only hold them for three days. After three days, the golden It will melt, you should absorb it as soon as possible." The palace lord said lightly.
Everything is ready for him.
Three days is enough. After entering the dungeon, I will practice the Pure Yang Cleansing Record. If I can enter the dungeon again and rise to level 5, I should be able to protect myself and survive the ominous omen of tortoise shell divination. .
"Why does it have to be promoted in the instance?" Palace Master Zhisha asked.
Zhang Yuanqing told the other party about the divination of the tortoise shell, and said: "I guess, in the future, they may be matched with high-level spiritual practitioners instead of playing with their peers."
The palace lord leaned against the edge of the table, tapped her chin with her finger, "Your guess is right."
That's right, I will form teams with high-level spiritual realm walkers in the future. Zhang Yuanqing raised his brows: "How do you know?"
"I won't tell you, you ungrateful heartless man." The Mistress of the Killing Palace dragged her long skirt, walked to the door, and hummed: "You hang here, you can come down after dark."
In the capital, in the secret room.
"I said that I don't like innocent and passionate men, and your Seventeenth brother has been dead for so many years." Victoria lit a lady's cigarette, puffed in the dark green candlelight, and said slowly:
"Sunshine and cheerful, warm to others, high self-esteem, naive thinking, that's about it. He has super talent and is an awe-inspiring strongman.
"But some of his thoughts are very naive. I remember when he was pursuing me, one day he suddenly said a word: Do you want to join his swords and become a respected partner who can save the world."
Brother Seventeen is still in the second grade? But because he was in secondary school, he joined the Xiaoyao organization. Lingjun recalled his gentle brother in his impression, and felt that there was some drama.
After the exchange with Yuanshi Tianzun, he inquired about the background of the Xiaoyao organization, and learned about the exaggerated slogan of the Second Second. JrNovels.com
"Is there anything to say," said Palace Mistress Zhisha in a cold tone:
"After cutting the filth under you, I will use the source of life liquid to help you recover, and you will be clean again. Remember in the future, you use it once, and I will cut it once."
Has she really cured her mental illness? Why do I feel more serious? It�s like the devil Zhang Yuanqing is trying to open the item bar and summon items to fight against the mad batch.
But found that he lost the induction with the inventory.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation since he became a spiritual practitioner.
Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank, he suspected that the palace master's illness was getting worse, and he could do anything madly.
Although he had the source of life liquid to heal his injuries, he didn't want to experience the pain of losing a good chicken.
"Palace Master, if you have something to say, you are the most important person in my heart." Zhang Yuanqing recalled the teacher's teachings while trying to appease the mad critic.
The Master of the Killing Palace held a knife, gestured at his crotch, and suddenly sighed:
"I still can't bear to blame you, forget it, find a chance to kill Guan Ya to vent your anger."
Then you let me down, hiss, the tightening became tighter. Zhang Yuanqing took a breath, and the red threads as thin as hair were strangled into the flesh one by one, dripping with blood.
He tentatively asked: "Palace Master, can you let me down first?"
After saying this, the red thread tightened even more, and blood beads continued to flow along the red thread.
Zhang Yuanqing shut up obediently.
At this time, the master of the killing palace put away all his emotions, walked to the table, and took out a clay pot the size of a football, and ten gold bars engraved with dazzling runes.
"I extracted the essence of the remaining life source liquid and stored it in a clay pot. The divine power of the sun was sealed in gold. The gold is a temporary container I entrusted a refiner to make. It can only hold them for three days. After three days, the golden It will melt, you should absorb it as soon as possible." The palace lord said lightly.
Everything is ready for him.
Three days is enough. After entering the dungeon, I will practice the Pure Yang Cleansing Record. If I can enter the dungeon again and rise to level 5, I should be able to protect myself and survive the ominous omen of tortoise shell divination. .
"Why does it have to be promoted in the instance?" Palace Master Zhisha asked.
Zhang Yuanqing told the other party about the divination of the tortoise shell, and said: "I guess, in the future, they may be matched with high-level spiritual practitioners instead of playing with their peers."
The palace lord leaned against the edge of the table, tapped her chin with her finger, "Your guess is right."
That's right, I will form teams with high-level spiritual realm walkers in the future. Zhang Yuanqing raised his brows: "How do you know?"
"I won't tell you, you ungrateful heartless man." The Mistress of the Killing Palace dragged her long skirt, walked to the door, and hummed: "You hang here, you can come down after dark."
In the capital, in the secret room.
"I said that I don't like innocent and passionate men, and your Seventeenth brother has been dead for so many years." Victoria lit a lady's cigarette, puffed in the dark green candlelight, and said slowly:
"Sunshine and cheerful, warm to others, high self-esteem, naive thinking, that's about it. He has super talent and is an awe-inspiring strongman.
"But some of his thoughts are very naive. I remember when he was pursuing me, one day he suddenly said a word: Do you want to join his swords and become a respected partner who can save the world."
Brother Seventeen is still in the second grade? But because he was in secondary school, he joined the Xiaoyao organization. Lingjun recalled his gentle brother in his impression, and felt that there was some drama.
After the exchange with Yuanshi Tianzun, he inquired about the background of the Xiaoyao organization, and learned about the exaggerated slogan of the Second Second. JrNovels.com
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