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The thunder shook the sky, and the scene of gold hidden in the clouds gradually subsided, and finally calmed down.

Qingqian's heart relaxed, and she was full of energy when she had just been promoted.

didn't suffer too much loss, so he simply sat aside to protect the night star.

When this person is not smiling, his thin lips are tightened, showing a bit of unkindness.

There is a kind of noble indifference overlooking all living beings in the clouds, which is the purest bloodline of the ancient gods.

Even today's Heavenly Realm is just gods and immortals who only rose after ancient times.

However, once you raise your lips, the smile on your face is a little brighter......

I don't know how long it took, Night Star Han opened his eyes.

At a glance, I could see the shallowness that was staring at her next to him.

Qingqian's face couldn't help showing a big smile, and without saying a word, he pounced, hugged the person to death, and pursed his mouth.

"Kiss Hanhan, are you waiting for me, I'm so moved, come, let me kiss it!"

Nightstar's cold face was expressionless, and he pushed away the face that instantly turned into a hungry wolf.

……

The water baboon and Feiyan Baba waited for more than ten days, and when they saw the light and shallow out, they were overjoyed, and when they saw her cultivation again, they were stunned.

They remembered clearly, before they entered the golden fairyland.

It's only been a few days, and I've already advanced to the ranks.

In general, a retreat can take at least hundreds to thousands of years.

Even with the help of a good elixir and a solid foundation, it will take at least one or two thousand years.

The shallow situation is a bit special, she is equal to the reshaping of the sea.

And the benefits of double cultivation are not just about reshaping the sea of knowledge.

With the help of Night Star Han, the promotion is actually nothing.

But in the eyes of the water baboon and Feiyan, this shallow is simply like a celestial.

Seeing that Qing Qian was going out, Feiyan said in a loud voice: "Senior Qing Qian, the Dharma Protector of the Abyss has a life, let you go to see him as soon as you get out of the customs!"

Hearing lightly, he continued to walk out.

Feiyan said: "Eh, Qingqian senior!"

He was still waiting to step forward to stop him, but the water baboon was busy pulling him, and Qing Qian had already gone far away from this delay.

Qing Qian went to find Thunder first, and Thunder's attendant said that he was not there, and Qing Qian flew to the Demon King City again.

"The dark tide in this place is turbulent, but it will not be revealed for a while, and I will leave a letter to the thunder. Let him come to me again if he is in trouble, and he can leave. ”

……

Cannibal still lives in the same place, and her treatment and cultivation have not changed much.

Coincidentally, Camellia is also there, and she is still in the late stage of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

In the previous retreat, I wanted to attack the demon immortals, but when it came to a critical moment, I had the heart to retreat.

Therefore, the promotion failed, but it did not fall.

Seeing the shallowness, the two were naturally overjoyed.

Camellia is especially so, she looks the same as before, and her red clothes are fluttering.

"When did you come?" she looked at Qing Qing with a complicated expression.

The man-eating flower was surprised and envious: "It's only been a long time since you have been promoted again, this congratulations must not be too late!"

……

There is envy, but there is no jealousy.

She now understood the gap between herself and Qing Qian, who was destined to take a broad path that was completely different from theirs.

Camellia smiled: "You have such a profound cultivation now, and it will be convenient for us to find you in the future." ”

The three of them get together, recalling their youth, and inevitably give birth to a few vicissitudes of life, and the memories of things and people.