I am the third prince of the dragon

From time to time, there are reports, and there are changes in the endless sky. The Qing Qi surges up in the chaos. The surge of qi is like going back to the ancient years. Abnormalities must be different, and there must be a catastrophe afterward. Immediately report to Lingxiao Temple.

All the gods and Buddhas in the sky, the gods of each god's domain have decided what should be made, and there are three or four left, and the rest return to the domain. Turning back and forth, I happened to see the gods of the nine heavens going to the endless sky together. Haohao Tangtang was magnificent. Although he was still hesitant in his heart, he could only follow suit.

One of the goddesses with red hair and purple eyes, wearing a rhinoceros skull and colorful knots all over her body shook her head, and said in an obscure foreign language: "It seems that everything can't be changed. Who knows whether the future is bright? We I also lost the right to linger on." After finishing speaking, she raised the bone knife in her hand and joined the spirit walk.

The rest of the gods looked at each other helplessly for a while, then gave up and left, and followed her pace.

They have given up the idea of ​​dying at the last second, and the fate that is coming may be a glimmer of life, or it may be the sharp guillotine of heaven.

When the gods approached the Nine Heavens, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed.

Frightening storms and thunderclouds were bred in the chaos, roaring and sweeping, dark and dark surging clouds surged all over the sky, pale and dazzling lightnings were like halberds in the hands of Heaven, and more and more frequently flashed sharp The sharp blade is eager to stick out of the clouds, as if it is ready to give a huge destruction to the era of gods.

The gods were silent. They used to be the masters of the heaven and the earth, but now they are like refugees who have been chased and besieged to the corner.

A certain god with bare upper body looks like a bard, leisurely holding his qin on the road ahead, playing it with his fingertips, and singing the nursery rhymes that people used to sing about him.

Accompanied by this strange silence and the looming singing that was almost drowned in the sound of the storm, the giant bronze cauldron appeared before their eyes.

The small wooden house stayed safely in the wind and clouds, the door was closed tightly, and the peach blossoms outside the house had been completely blown off, trembling in the strong wind.

Ao Luyi opened the door and walked out of the house, looking in surprise at the gods suddenly appearing in the endless sky, they are like golden sculptures made by people in temples and temples, hidden in the misty clouds and wild winds In the waves, his expression was heavy and serious.

Dijun landed lightly not far away. Unlike other people, Dijun's face was as calm as ever, as if he had a firm and silent silhouette like a mountain. He could stand still in the storm and make people calm down involuntarily.

Ao Luyi also calmed down like a conditioned reflex.

He even walked over with a relaxed expression: "There are more people than I thought."

Dijun glanced at him indifferently, and looked past him to Arman standing at the door of the wooden house.

Arman held Ao Hope in his hands, and the little dragon fell asleep wrapped around his wrist, with a piece of peach flesh tightly clutched in one paw.

In the wind, Arman stood silently under the door, his pale cheeks and bright black eyes were particularly conspicuous, his gaze was silently fixed on Ao Luyi, which almost made Dijun's heart soften, and his expression was complicated : "Did you tell him how dangerous it is?"

Ao Luyi didn't look back, and said calmly, "He knows, do you want to ask why I don't let you take care of him and Ao Hope for me?"

Dijun raised his eyebrows: "Anyway, I won't agree."

Ao Luyi couldn't help feeling a little resentful: "...I will definitely come back alive!"

Dijun suddenly looked at him and smiled: "That's good."

He stretched out his hand towards Ao Luyi. If he was still the little demon king of Jiuchongtian a few years ago, he would subconsciously avoid it, in case the emperor wanted to beat him.

But now he actually has the qualifications to bear such a weight.

The emperor's warm hand was placed heavily on his shoulder, and Ao Luyi suddenly felt the weight of the weight, which made him unable to breathe for an instant.

But soon the weight disappeared, Dijun nodded to him: "Go."

His hand moved away from Ao Luyi's shoulder, and gently waved towards him, a gentle force pushed him away, like a fallen leaf being blown up.

Ao Luyi followed this force and flew up. He lowered his head and glanced at Arman, suddenly his eyes became hot.

Arman looked up at him earnestly, his eyeballs were motionless, like a devout believer, with an unspeakable eagerness and silence.

Ao hoped to sleep soundly in his arms, with his tail hanging on his wrist, and on Arman's finger, the ring was silently shining with golden light.

Ao Luyi raised his hand, and his lips touched his ring for two seconds. He kissed it briefly, and saw a faint smile on Arman's face who was getting farther and farther away from him.

Ao Luyi's heart relaxed, and in the next second, a blue dragon flew into the sky on the clouds.

The storm surged even more violently, and rolled towards the ground heavily. In an instant, a thunderstorm burst out of the clouds, shooting at Qinglong like a sharp sword.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded instantly, and the blue dragon roared and rushed towards the lightning, a dazzling light flashed between the sky and the earth, and the rumbling sound echoed, as if gold and jade had suddenly struck each other.

The giant dragon's Qing Lin flashed past in the auspicious clouds, and in the long mane blown by the strong wind, the green-gold dragon's horns lingered with tiny electric currents, and the burning golden eyes glared at the thunder clouds above the head. It was several times larger, wearing a divine light, and flew towards the huge bronze cauldron without any hesitation.

The thunderclouds in the sky have accumulated to a terrifying level, and the flickering and flickering thunderlights are continuous, covering the endless sky like a net, and the occasional thunderlights can already make people daunting. Xiaoxian couldn't help feeling a sense of oppression with nowhere to escape.

The thunder from heaven was enough to knock out the souls of such low-cultivated little gods, but what made them most desperate was that they all saw that this was just a drop in the bucket.

While avoiding the unavoidable fear, a sudden light from the sky attracted the attention of the gods. A round of burning red sun pierced the dark clouds in the sky. In the endless dark wind and clouds, the Golden Crow flew into the endless sky .

The Golden Crow, which was burning to its heart's content, shone between the sky and the earth, and a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Law Heaven and Earth!!"

"It's the emperor!!"

A passionate scream sounded.

The huge god is as majestic as a mountain, his shadow quickly condenses, and his ruthless dharma stares at the thunder clouds of heaven, misty clouds and mist linger between his brows and eyes, and the emperor slowly stretches out his hand to cover the green dragon.

A thunder rolled down and struck the back of Dijun's hand, but there was no scar.

The gods were bathed in divine light, and as long as he waved his hand, he was a hurricane, and he couldn't even see his full appearance when he raised his head on the ground.

Wuliu led the heavenly soldiers and laughed on the cloud, she said loudly: "Happy! Happy!! I'm coming too!!"

The goddess waved her hand boldly: "The battle is on the rise!!!"

Immediately, there was a booming drum sound in the formation, and the sound was superimposed and booming, as if the heart would jump out of the chest, and the rumbling sounded involuntarily, and the blood rushed to the head.

The Heavenly Soldiers hissed loudly: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

This sound and the sound of the war drums were connected vigorously, resounding through the sky and the earth, almost competing with the thunder in the sky.

Another huge shadow slowly appeared from the other side of the ground, it was Cailian Piaofei, Nine Heavens Xuannv sitting on the cloud platform.

The Xuannv and the emperor are horns of each other, each occupying one side, and the dharma figures are almost equally huge, even their faces are almost hidden in the clouds and mist.

The lights and divine lights behind them were shining brilliantly in the sky, half of the sky was as bright as day, while the other side was still dim and terrifying, as if there was no sky.

Amidst the rumbling of war drums, the immortals sacrificed their dharma images one after another, and immediately reflected the divine light and the colorful clouds drifted away, and the clear qi of all the heavens suddenly swayed.

The billowing thunder fell down like a needle pointed at the wheat awning, and the lightning flashed like a snake, slashing at Ao Luyi fiercely.

Ao Luyi was hit a few times, only to feel pain and numbness all over his body, but he had already reached the top of the huge bronze cauldron.

He reluctantly called out to Sisi: "Come on, get ready."

The big chain wrapped around the huge bronze tripod suddenly burst into a burst of golden light, flew up into the sky as if alive, and rushed straight towards Ao Luyi.

The soaring green dragon held the long chain tightly in its mouth, closed its sharp teeth, and welded the gold chain with a clang. The chain straightened instantly, and when it tightened, Ao Luyi couldn't help but groan.

"open!!--"

A hole suddenly opened in the air, like a piece of paper burned by flames, the edges were constantly wriggling and expanding, and the inside was filled with brilliance, like a big net that gradually opened.

All the gods and Buddhas of the heavens saw this huge space passage, and Ao Luyi was surrounded by the golden light of burning cultivation base, wrapping him like a flame.

Thunderclouds surged, mercilessly chopping down several thunderbolts.

The two majestic gods standing in the sky raised their hands and withstood most of the thunder, but soon, the thunder fell like rain, rushing down and bombarding fiercely.

"Too deceiving!!"

Wuliu was furious, showing a huge golden body, flew up to the clouds, holding a golden hammer, and smashed several thunderbolts with all her strength.

All the gods and Buddhas rushed to this battlefield together, struggling with the way of heaven to survive.

Survive!

Survive!

The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the green dragon roared, struggling towards the Sheng's gate.

The huge bronze tripod let out a dull and huge roar, and the chains stretched tightly into a thread, bearing the trembling weight.

Suddenly, a few drops of blood rained down from the sky, scalding golden red.

Arman froze and looked up at the sky.

The big sky chain was deeply twisted into the body of the green dragon. The golden chain was stained with blood and scales, and a small piece of the moon-white mane was stained with blood into several strands. Vague--

The sky and the earth trembled, and the endless sky seemed to suddenly become very small. The palaces and palaces of the Nine Heavens overlapped and appeared between the chaotic sky and the earth like phantoms, like a mirage. It looks like a bubble in a dream, but some of them are so real that they can be seen in every detail. The Tianhe River pours down from the roof tiles of the Lingxiao Palace, the South China Sea submerges the Yaochi, and the palaces in the sky seem to be just countless pictures stacked together, although they are completely integrated. But Qiu didn't commit any crimes, it seemed like a huge dream.

Arman didn't care about everything, he fixedly looked at the bloody blue dragon in the distance, and let the vicissitudes of life around him change.

Ao hoped to finally wake up, she was so frightened that she burst into tears, and when she heard her cry, the merman in the South China Sea surfaced and looked at her in astonishment.

"This is... Lord Xiaolong?" An older shark said in a trembling voice.

He looked at the huge black wings behind Arman and realized his identity.

A sea goblin suddenly burst into tears, pointed to the sky and said, "Look!! It's the Dragon King!!"

"How could there be so much blood!"

"What's wrong with Dragon Lord..."

"How can there be a way out!"

The tragic situation of Qinglong immediately plunged these sea people into great grief, and the crying suddenly became one.

The dragon's blood dripped into the sea, and soon fainted. The merman was tearful, and he caught it with trembling hands. The warm blood splashed down, he was stunned, and then burst into tears.

"Please take care of Hope."

Alman stepped on the rocks by the sea suddenly, bent down, and handed the weeping Ao Hope to the old shark.

Ao hoped to hug his arm tightly in fear, grabbing his sleeve and unwilling to separate from him.

Arman had no expression on his face. He doted on the little dragon so much, but at this moment he resolutely pulled Ao Hope's little paw away.

The mermen quickly caught her, looked up at Arman, watched him stand up sadly and in a daze, riding the wind, and turned into a huge black dragon in the air, with white flames burning on his wings, like a shooting star, resolutely fly to his lover.

The sky and the earth moved violently, Jiuchongtian ran slowly along the opened space-time passage along with the huge bronze cauldron.

The sky thunder struck down continuously, and every strike that landed on his body was the force of a thunderbolt.

Ao Luyi's whole body was numb from the pain, he could only feel the blood dripping all over his body, and the dragon's scales peeled off and pierced into his body under the twisting of the big chain.

He could only try his best to struggle forward inch by inch, and he didn't even dare to think about the possibility of winning.

Until a familiar wind suddenly brushed past him, he opened his eyes and saw the wings spreading above.

The sky thunder strikes on the rock-hard back of the black giant dragon, and the burning sky fire seems to immediately burn up the black clouds all over the sky.

The blank brain suddenly had the consciousness of struggle again, Ao Luyi's whole body's cultivation level rushed out like a big river, passing away quickly.

OK, give it a try.

He didn't know where a fierce force surged out, and he struggled for his life to make a dragon roar that shook the sky.

The roar of thunder and thunder gave birth to all Ao Luyi's hatred, and Heaven would not let them go, either they would die here, or they would go all out!

Qinglong roared high above the sky, and his blood-drenched body suddenly shook and struggled.

The sky and the earth roared, Ao Luyi closed his eyes, only dizzy and chaotic, a weak suction hung in front of him like a straw, this thin power became stronger and stronger, finally, in a burst of shock After the dizzy feeling of his brain blanking, all the thunder died away.

A sharp pain brought him back to his senses.

He opened his eyes, and the thunderclouds in the sky had completely disappeared.

Jiu Chongtian is right behind him.

The current form of Jiuchongtian has become indescribable. The lower part of the bronze giant tripod has become a tree root that stretches for thousands of miles. The overlapping gods are like countless scenes stitched together tightly, like a city in the sky. Floating quietly in the blurred space-time channel.

The immortals haven't reacted yet: "What's wrong?"

"Have we...leaved?"

A long sigh came from the sky and the earth.

Nine Heavens Profound Girl showed a smile in the turbulence of countless spaces, she spoke, her voice was thunderous, and roared bursts: "It's a pity that we haven't reached the other side, and we will meet again in the future."

She smiled in the clouds and smoke, raised her hand, and saluted everyone, causing panic.

Only Dijun nodded to her.

Xuannv's dharma form floated a golden light, and her figure gradually dissipated in the golden light, and then, her majestic cultivation base rushed towards Ao Luyi with the wind, and she disappeared as a feather.

The fairies were all at a loss.

Only Ao Luyi, his almost exhausted cultivation base once again absorbed the divine power of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, and the turmoil of the heavens was finally beyond his reach.

The emperor's voice resounded loudly in the sky and the earth: "Please help Dragon Lord to find the place where you and I were born."

The gods understood it, and immediately, the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens raised countless golden lights, and they all rushed towards the green dragon in the sky like a river.

Jiuchongtian is drifting in this endless time and space, the divine light drags far and wide, and the sky is full of red clouds.

A tear welled up in Qinglong's brilliant golden pupils, and he kept silent, holding the golden chain in his mouth, and flew forward.

Today's New York is not a good day. It is raining continuously and the sky is gray. The Dragon Temple in Chinatown is still full of people, pilgrims come and go, and there are also pilgrims.

A little girl took her mother's hand and struggled across the high threshold of a traditional building. She raised her head and let out a silly exclamation when she saw the statue of a green dragon baring its teeth and claws in the temple.

"Wow, so cool!"

Her mother lightly patted her on the shoulder reproachfully: "You are not allowed to yell in the temple."

The little girl shrugged, followed her mother to line up to buy incense sticks, and walked to the statue.

The mother closed her eyes and bowed devoutly: "Bless my daughter to be healthy and to study and progress."

The little girl pouted quietly, she felt that her mother's wish was boring.

Taking advantage of her mother's inattention, she opened her eyes and glanced at her eyes: "Bless my little video with one hundred...five hundred likes! May Vincent and Maggie fall in love with me after breaking up, and get an A+ in the next semester." , if none of these things work, then let me see Iron Man getting his autograph with my own eyes!!"

She closed her eyes and bowed, suddenly, she heard loud exclamations from around, and quickly opened her eyes.

The bright sun shone in through the temple door, and shone on the floor from behind her.

Is the sun out?

She ran out with the people, looked up, and saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

A hole was torn open in the dark and hazy rain cloud, and a golden beam of light fell from the hole, just shining on the Dragon Temple.

People looked up and stared dumbfounded at the mirage-like phantom in the sky, the bloody green dragon flying with a gold chain in its mouth, the black dragon following behind, the empty palaces in the clouds, the palaces and palaces shrouded in smoke. The gods all over the sky wearing divine light, the sharks and sea goblins gathered on the rocks by the sea, and a phantom so huge that only half of its face can be exposed cast an indifferent gaze on them.

The world of the gods flashed before their eyes, and soon disappeared.

The witch Shelley took her dragon on the castle in Conte, looking at the huge shadow flashing across the sky, and saw a little afterimage like a leopard.

She sighed: "If you sacrifice your life, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good."

The silver dragon Jadir wore a chain around his neck, and said jealously, "Why does that Arman look a little bigger?"

Unwillingly, he soared into the air, trying to chase the phantom, comparing its size.

Another immortal exhausted his cultivation and became immortal helplessly.

Where is the other shore, Wuliu suppressed the anxiety and helplessness in her heart, and looked at the stars that the immortals in the sky had turned into.

There was another kind of worry hidden in her heart, and she looked at Ao Luyi: "How can he sustain it if this continues."

Up to now, she has been struggling to provide her cultivation base, and her face quickly turned pale, and she felt more unsustainable than when dealing with Tianlei before.

At this moment, Jiuchongtian is like a drifting ship that can't reach its destination too late. The power of these gods and immortals is fuel, and it will burn out sooner or later. unimaginable.

But that wasn't what she was worried about.

Ao Luyi had obviously burnt out his cultivation, and now he was only relying on everyone's efforts to support him. She probably didn't dare to say whether he would survive or not even if he vented his energy when he got to the place.

But for some reason, the emperor just kept sending him his cultivation, without any other actions.

Some immortals looked at the blue dragon in the sky full of worry, their eyes turned red unknowingly.

The Golden Crow suddenly let out a clear moan in the air.

The sun suddenly became brighter, shining brightly, and then, it suddenly spread its wings and flew forward, its wings were flying with fire, and it suddenly disappeared in the chaos.

The sparks drifted away, and its cultivation also rushed towards Ao Luyi, but a part of it passed him, flying into the empty and chaotic time and space like a meteor.

Just where it disappeared, a bright spot suddenly appeared.

A strong attraction suddenly struck, catching the gods by surprise.

Amidst the violent tremors, the emperor's body suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, and a large amount of cultivation poured into the body of Ao Luyi in front of him, and the law of heaven and earth could no longer be maintained, and the giant shadow of the emperor also disappeared in the dizziness and tremor up.

After the confusion and dizziness, everyone finally opened their eyes again.

What greeted them was the blue sky, the calm wind blowing, those piled up palaces and pavilions scattered with the wind, the mermaids huddled together in panic, and disappeared along with the South China Sea, but within a short while, Endless Sky returned to its original state look.

The air of chaos gathered again, covering the world of endless sky.

The desolate wilderness stretches as far as the eye can see, and the giant tripod towering between the clouds and the sky has returned to its original state, standing silently and silently watching.

The golden chain suddenly lost its radiance, and the tight chain connecting Qinglong loosened.

The gods looked up and saw that Ao Luyi had regained his human body at some point, dripping with blood, and suddenly fell from the sky.

The black dragon in the sky descended rapidly as he fell, and at this moment, everyone saw that the black dragon's back was bloody and ripped apart by the thunder, and the wings were cracked.

"Not good! Dragon Lord!!"

"Both of them are not very good, come with me!!"

The immortals ran towards those two people in a mighty rush.

In a panic, Arman had already caught him in the air, and his human body moved closer. Arman stretched out his arms and embraced Ao Luyi who was covered in blood.

He stared at Ao Luyi's tightly closed eyes, and he could feel the weak vitality gradually dissipating, like water draining from his fingers.

At that moment Arman's heart seemed to be pierced by someone, and the only thing that was hollow was his brain was blank.

His wings gradually retracted, Arman closed his eyes, a tear in the corner of his eye was quickly blown away by the wind, he approached Ao Luyi's face, and printed a kiss on his blood-dried cold lips.

Ao Luyi should know that his death for love was not a joke.

They fell to the ground together.

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The palace of Jiuchongtian is the same as before, the glazed tiles reflect the bright sunlight, now there is no Golden Crow, and before the immortals have time to adapt, they suddenly realize, oh, they are no longer in the world that was ruled by heaven.

Everyone doesn't know what the aborigines of this world look like, but no one has extra curiosity at this juncture.

The clear qi surging between the heaven and the earth is unprecedentedly strong. Some immortals who have practiced for a long time boasted that they are more abundant than before the war between gods and demons. It is best for everyone to practice as soon as possible. If there are some powerful characters in this world, how will they protect themselves?After all, the cultivation base of the current immortals is not very high.

Hearing this, many young immortals were very unconvinced, and each of them began to cultivate vigorously.

They seem to be a little frightened, and no one wants to experience the previous thing again. The feeling of survival in despair is enough to leave an indelible shadow.

Especially after seeing with my own eyes that even the Nine Heavens Xuannv had to become a fairy, and the Dragon King almost died after exhausting his cultivation and reaching the new world.

It is said that if there is a little more delay, even the emperor will plan to become an immortal and transfer his cultivation to the Dragon Lord.

But now, in addition to talking about this matter with lingering fear, the immortals began to praise Arman for his deep love and righteousness.

"I heard that he specially asked for a magic weapon of life from Empress Xuannv, a pair of gold rings, when one's life is at stake, the other can forcibly give half of the other's life, and they will share their life and soul from now on, inseparable. "

"Oh my God! This young man is worth looking for! What a lover!"

"Will Jiuchongtian find another one in the future!"

"That's right, look at how affectionate he is. See if the emperor has become more friendly to him now. I heard that the two of them will be enshrined as Shuangbilonglords, and the marriage ceremony must be held in earnest!"

"That's great, I'm looking forward to having a feast and a party, you and I escaped death, we should have a drink!"

The protagonist of the gossip of the gods disappeared for a long time, and it was not until several months later that Ao Luyi and Arman came out of Yaochi with their heads covered.

"It can't be done, it's too late if I don't run anymore." Ao Luyi's face is recovering from a serious illness. After all, the damage is too great, and it won't be able to recover in a year or so. Even if Di Jundu gave him half of his cultivation base, it will take time Refining chemical healing.

This happened because of the half of the cultivation that the emperor gave him.

The two of them hid their figures and quietly avoided people, intending to leave Jiuchongtian.

Alman gave half his life, but he recovered faster than him after all, and he has a sky fire, and he is much better now.

He lowered his head in a low-key manner, and the tip of a little red dragon's restless tail protruded from his sleeve. Arman stuffed Ao Xixi back as if nothing had happened, and held Ao Luyi's hand, showing no sign of this inexplicable and sudden escape plan. No comments.

He didn't even ask about the destination.

"It's fine to go anywhere." Arman smiled at him, completely obeying him unconditionally.

Ao Luyi was coaxed a little flattered by him: "Don't worry, we will treat it as a honeymoon."

Alas, there is really no way, who let the emperor suddenly say that he will retreat for hundreds of years, let him recover for a period of time, and then take over...

But pull it down, is he this material?Although he has indeed done a very awesome thing, and everyone probably has no objection to going to the Lingxiao Palace—but he has a lot of opinions.

So Ao Luyi immediately decided to slip away, and ran away with one big and one small like lightning.

He even thought about where to go, and left as soon as he said it.

Let's go to Shire first to see if the Lord of the Rings is in Bilbo's hands. If it is, there is no need to go to Mordor in the future, and he can help solve it.

swoosh~

Suddenly thought of something, he laughed: "Take you to meet a relative, it's rare that there are dragons in this world."

He had roughly described the world with Arman before, and Arman frowned because he thought of Jadir before.

"If they are all the same as that silver dragon, forget it." He silently refused.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Ao Luyi happily responded to him.

"The world is so big, we can't go anywhere!"

After he finished speaking with great ambition, he suddenly felt the wound on his leg hurt, and immediately yelled.

Arman immediately lowered his head to check: "Where?"

"Here... hiss, the stride is too big..."

"Don't go, I'll carry you...hope, come down and go by yourself."

In the Lingxiao Palace, Dijun's face suddenly turned dark, and Wuliu looked blank: "Dijun, do you disagree?!"

She was so nervous that she pulled out two golden hammers: "I really have fully recovered, definitely enough to lead troops to garrison Endless Sky! If you don't believe me, I will play a trick on you!?"

The emperor held his forehead silently: "I'm sure, don't use your golden hammer indiscriminately... that's fine, go."

After arriving in the new world, the Emperor and God will undoubtedly still have to work hard and hard for hundreds of years.

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In fact, this article and I can be said to be a middle-aged couple whose relationship is about to fade away (?

Of course it’s my own problem. The logic of the plot and the writing really frustrate me, which makes my problem more serious, especially since I haven’t got the outline yet, but I still want to say that although it’s all like this, it’s also Hold the bottom line and not eunuch TAT

In the end, it was over, and it was an honorable victory.

It just so happens that I have to go to school to report on the start of school tomorrow, and today’s end is pretty good, there should be a special episode, but I will put it on wb, so many times I’m sure it’s impossible for me to pay for the episode! ! !Friends who are interested can go to see it. I don’t know when it will be finished. Book a marriage ceremony. If there is anything else you want to see, you can say.

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Xin Miao, a social animal who had just taken out a mortgage, died one night while working overtime, and then she began to work hard to save points to repair the house, expand the house, decorate and farm in the martial arts world...

bring it on!Wouldn't you like to add a new dishwasher, double door refrigerator, air fryer, ice cream maker, coffee maker, large oven to your kitchen? !

Smart toilet jacuzzi heated towel rack is a good thing to add happiness!

Putting up a large screen in the audio-visual room to watch Blu-ray movies lying on a massage chair and eating popcorn is really cool! ~

Isn't the open-air barbecue BBQ of corn, potatoes, eggplants grown by yourself delicious! !

Xin Miao: It’s too tiring to be in the rivers and lakes. You can live comfortably at home, drinking milk tea, watching movies and playing games. =v=

Recently there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that there is a woman walking in the rivers and lakes, mysterious and unpredictable, who can build a house in the barren mountains and mountains overnight, and the lights are brightly lit in the middle of the night. The beast is like a fairyland on earth.Its goddess is unpredictable, just like the fox fairy in the novels, countless masters of the rivers and lakes are not allowed to spy, and they are all seriously injured by its domineering internal force when they get close. It can be seen that the mysterious and terrifying martial arts are invincible——

Legend of Jianghu·Xin Miao: Alas, why are you not on the visitor list?

Huamanlou: I am here~

Lu Xiaofeng: I'm here too~

Chu Liuxiang: I am also~

Ximen Fuxue: ...Me too.

Xin Miao's cold and heartless face: Heh, a bunch of people who drink my milk tea.

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Home building text?Save points to repair the house, decorate the land, raise pets and learn skills, the heroine is afraid of big beauties on Weibo, and the gentle big-breasted sister is a heartthrob!Passionate about decorating, the hero is undecided. . .