One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

What happened to sitting in the dead seat?

Then she can't die even if she wants to die.

Sit down and enjoy the joy, maybe you will live forever, and you will not be able to sleep forever.

But she still walked down from the jade throne.

Seeing that she didn't refute, Long Shu looked at the things on both sides of the hall.

These sites are all more than 2 years ago.

It belongs to the monks of the ancient times.

At that time, the world of comprehension was not divided into sects like it is now.

It's about cultivating yourself.

So the monks 2 years ago had their own caves and palaces.

It is said to be free, but it is not free.

He glanced at the totems on the palace, and then looked away.

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Long Shu went to the main hall to look at the magical artifacts and spiritual treasures, but Meng Guiyi and Yuhe were not interested at all.

They don't even give one more look.

This made Long Shu feel like he was the kind of greedy person.

However, this mighty man of the underground palace should have been a scroll master during his lifetime.

As for the scrolls to their law cultivators, it is naturally equivalent to the importance of the natal sword to sword cultivators.

The small magic circle they use today also evolved from scrolls.

This power is naturally reduced a lot.

Of course, in today's comprehension world, it is impossible to directly take out the scroll and start fighting directly.

First of all, the level of monks in the comprehension world can't keep up.

No matter how to drive the reel, it needs to be repaired above Jindan.

In ancient times, golden elixir was only an entry point for practitioners.

So fighting to open the scroll is the basic.

Now seeing the other party taking the scroll, they all thought that the other party was here to destroy the door.

So today's scrolls are mostly used to capture high-level spirit beasts or super-grade spirit beasts.

But this didn't stop Long Shu from loving scrolls.

Meng Guiwen really had no interest in these magic weapons.

She walked past these magic treasures, picked and picked, and suddenly saw a jasper hairpin.

The hairpin is still in the shape of a lotus flower.

Since it can be in this place, it means that it is also a magic weapon.

After thinking about it, she reached out and picked it up.

When the hairpin reappeared, it was already in Meng Guiyi's state of mind.

The hairpin floated in front of Feng Qi.

Feng Qi, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and saw a hairpin appearing in front of him, he was a little puzzled.

"I think you should like it very much." Meng Guiwen said slightly coldly.

There is not much emotion, it seems to be just stating a fact.

What Meng Guiwen said was indeed true.

"I like it very much." Feng Qi replied truthfully.

When he got the hairpin, he stretched out his hand to lift his long hair, skillfully wrapped around a few strands of black hair, and tied it behind his head.

Feng Qi looks very beautiful.

Apart from the word beauty, Meng Guiwen couldn't find any other adjectives to describe it.

But his beauty is not that kind of feminine beauty.

Probably can only be described as a fairy.

But yes, Feng Qi is originally a god.

How can man compare with God?

Even Bi Yuhe and Meng Guiwen couldn't open their eyes and talk nonsense.

Or Feng Qimei.

Although Feng Qi was praised, Feng Qi didn't change much.

After all, his appearance was born like this.

When he was a child, he hated this face so much.

But later, he was glad that he had this face.

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Meng Guiwen's eyes swept over those spiritual treasures, which were used by Dharma cultivators.

And Meng Guiwen's sect is Sword Cultivator.

To Jianxiu, these things are like giving a pair of shoes to someone without legs.

It's just scolding.

First of all, the talent of a swordsman is not high, so he will practice swordsmanship, which is straightforward, and as long as he works hard, his body can remember the movements.

Instead of complex array graphics and spells.

If they really had such talent, they wouldn't be sword cultivators!

Jianxiu was not popular at first.

After all, it is neither beautiful nor immortal.

But even so, Taiqing Sect still has Hongfu Xianshan as its foundation.

Until three years before Mo Qingwan disappeared.

It has been raining non-stop for three years on the True Wind Continent.

Many places were flooded, and the people suffered unspeakably.

It was he who sang the cold rain and broke through the sky, stopping the three-year heavy rain.

Since then, sword repair has become an indelible existence in the hearts of the world.

It should be said that Feng Qi opened the door to the world of sword repair.

Then the one who made the entire Zhenfeng Continent realize that sword cultivators can be so powerful is Mo Qingwan.

How about a doggerel?

Seeing the light at the dawn of the rain, the clothes are not stained with mud and the sword is covered with frost. If you want to ask the immortal where to go, you will go to Taiqing with a chuckle. '

It was probably talking about the fact that it was still raining, but suddenly the sun was seen falling from the sky, and someone saw with their own eyes a fairy holding a long sword breaking through the sky.

When they asked the immortal where he was going, the immortal smiled and said that I was going back to Taiqingmen.

Since then, Taiqing Gate has become the fairy gate sought after by mortals.

Even in mortal cities and towns, Taiqing temples can be seen everywhere.

There is a sword god enshrined inside.

In this way, Taiqing Sect gradually became the head of the five great immortal sects.

It's just that later, there was no sword cultivator like Mo Qingwan.

Until Gu Junchao appeared.

Once again, it led the sword repair to a new level.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen looked away.

After all, that was what she thought back then.

Later, somehow, it became a love brain.

Meng Guiwen began to frantically diss her former self.

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At this time, she didn't think about the author who wrote her character design.

After all, everything he experienced was her own life.

When she knew that she was just a supporting role in a book, she was really angry and angry, and also confused.

It is the reluctance to face after the first rebirth.

Crazy moves after that.

She can't get rid of reincarnation.

I can't find the meaning of living.

Now, she has other ideas.

Feng Qi lay quietly in the black lotus.

Hearing Meng Guiwen's heartfelt voice, he remained silent.

It wasn't until a while later that he said, "If you're not the villain, who will be the villain?"

Meng Guiwen didn't care, "I'm already bad, and I can't become a good person."

This made Feng Qi speechless.

It's rare to see people who openly admit that they are bad people.

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Meng Guiwen saw that Long Shu was carefully looking at the scrolls, and then put them back where they were.

"Take all the things here, anyway, no one will come in the future." Meng Guiwen said.

When Long Shu heard this, he subconsciously asked, "How do you know..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something.

Indeed no one can come in.

After all, the magic circle at the entrance has been destroyed by Meng Guiyi.

This little girl is so cruel.

Leave no way out for future generations at all.

But he likes it.

He just said she was from his side.

With Meng Guiyi's words, Long Shu naturally put all the things in the main hall and side hall into the storage ring without hesitation.

Looking at the empty hall.

Meng Guiwen looked at Long Shu.

"After taking something from someone else, why don't you kneel down and worship?"

Long Shu folded his arms around his chest with a contemptuous gesture.

"Everyone is dead, why should I worship him?"

Meng Guiwen said nothing.

In the past, Hualong Yue only took away a few scrolls, but kowtowed three times in front of the seat.

And said that if you take it, you will be considered a half teacher.

The disciple paid nine respects to the master.

Then she knocks three times.

The heroine, knocking three times will definitely not be in vain.

The jasper seat was removed, and there was a seedling inside.

The fruit juice of this seedling is the best ink for writing scrolls.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiyi gave Long Shu a push and asked him to knock three times.