At twelve o'clock tomorrow night, Xia Qianyu has not moved over, and there will definitely be no problem for Zheng Yue.

He also happened to be free.

After that, there will be little time, the day after tomorrow I will accompany Xia Qianyu to count Tiancun, and when I come back, I will definitely be able to move, and I will sleep together every day when I come.

Whether or not a trade fair can be held is a question.

If you want to open it, you need to change it to 12 o'clock at noon.

This is the only way.

I can't expect that when there is a trade fair, Xia Qianyu will definitely go to Master Banxia's.

If he doesn't go, isn't he dead?

After eating the egg fried rice, Zheng Yue planned to pay, but Cheng Yu was a good person and said that this was to congratulate him on getting married.

Tsk, two plates of egg fried rice congratulate him on getting married.

Of course he took it.

However, he paid the money for the little clam spirit, and he didn't come to collect protection money after all.

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Xia Qianyu, who returned to the dormitory, was ready to fall asleep, there was no need to talk to Zheng Yue more today, it was enough just now.

I'm embarrassed, but I'm satisfied.

It's just that she just lay on the bed not long ago, when she felt a bridge in the void across the endless space, and then an ethereal voice came:

"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock in the evening, Zizi, open the Wanzu Trade Fair, Zizi. ”

Then the sound died down.

Xia Qianyu was stunned for a moment, and then she was happy, because she could finally ask questions from Qianqiu's seniors.

The cultivation of Zheng Yue of his family will also be solved.

Really happy today.

Go to bed.

As for the fair, I'll tell Yaoyao and Master tomorrow that you should sleep well when you're happy.

Yaoyao next to her is also sleeping happily, and she will rarely be able to share the same dormitory with her senior sister in the future, so she is reluctant.

After a long time, Yaoyao poked her head out, felt that her senior sister had fallen asleep, silently put on her frames, and began to study literature.

How can you sleep when you are not willing to give up?

As soon as I slept, it was gone.

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Inside the Stone of All Worlds.

At this time, a huge flame ignited inside, almost burning half of the sky.

There are always some sizzling sounds when the flames are too big, and it was these sounds just now that made the boundary bridge play abnormally.

Luckily, it was short, and if it was discovered, it would be over.

"Xiao Zi, stop, or your master will eat you. Jieqiao said with a hammer.

The hammer is used for forging, and it takes a long time to forge the other half into a fishing rod, which can take several months.

If you let someone else forge its body, it will not be possible for hundreds of years.

Of course, the premise is that the other party has the ability to forge its body.

There are very few such people, and it thinks that even the one who sealed it in the first place may not have this ability.

"Gah. At this time, the purple potato stayed in mid-air and looked at the boundary bridge.

Looks like you're hungry.

"Going out and eating cat food first, and then working hard for a few months to catch something for you to eat, a few months is just a blink of an eye for us. Jieqiao said to the purple potato.

A duck that can use the Suzaku Sacred Weapon at will is not ordinary no matter how ordinary it is.

It's definitely an immortal.

So, a few months is really just a blink of an eye.

Purple potatoes don't understand, but they will still work hard, for the fruit.

Then the flames began to extinguish, but the scorching smell of the bridge was still shining.

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Unknown deep sea.

The ghost cultivator Kiko stood there, and there was a strange river at his feet, as if it didn't belong to this space.

"Banxia? tsk, it's really difficult, but can you catch me?"

The ghost cultivator went up the sea, and he broke away from the river and stood on the sea.

He looked in the direction of Xiuzhen City and said calmly:

"I have to find the person I met in the noodle shop, this person is a variable, and if you want to completely get rid of the investigation, you can only kill this person first.

Tsk, you of the first order, don't you know that you can escape in my hands?

Let me see who can save you this time. ”

He had tried the man, but he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

It just felt strange, and when he was chased by Banxia, he was sure that there was something wrong with that person.

But he didn't know what the problem was.

But that man really didn't give him a sense of crisis.

Cultivation should be true.

Then a sea monster appeared at the feet of the Oni Xiu Ghost Quizi, and it carried the Oni Kiko to move quickly on the surface of the sea.

The goal is naturally to cultivate the true city.

Of course, he also considered the mysterious person Chiaki, and according to his feelings, it should be subject to some limitations.

A fifth-order character like him is definitely not worth the other party's shot.

After all, he was weak, and a person in Xiuzhen City could kill him, so he couldn't bring harm to Xiuzhen City.

As long as there is this precondition, with the opponent's personality, he will basically not make a move.

What a waste.

If he really makes a move, he has nothing to say, and he always has to take corresponding risks when doing big things.

But the special effect of the other party's appearance is so big, with his ability to predict danger, there may be a possibility of escape.

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The next day.

Zheng Yue went directly to the bookstore.

Just now, Xia Qianyu sent him a message saying that she had gone to class obediently and asked him not to miss her.

In order to let Xia Qianyu go to class with peace of mind, Zheng Yue replied, okay.

Then Xia Qianyu never sent another message.

It should be safe to read.

Okay, just kidding, Xia Qianyu called directly and asked him to coax him directly.

In the end, after coaxing for a long time, Xia Qianyu was willing to hang up the phone.

Alas!!!

I won't reply to messages like this again.

After some time, Zheng Yue came to the bookstore.

It was as quiet as ever.

It's just that when he came, Zheng Yue glanced at the counter, and the proprietress at the counter was looking at him, but the proprietress seemed to have black lines in her eyes, probably short-sighted.

Zheng Yue didn't care, but turned around and walked into the bookstore, he planned to see if there was a new way to go.

He didn't really care about it before, but now he realized that the trail might be more important than he thought.

Long Yuan wants to ruin the road record, will this still be ordinary?

The proprietress looked at Zheng Yuejin into the store, his expression was gloomy, and he came again, silent for so many days, and thought that this person had been insulated from her shop.

I didn't expect the ghost to linger.

But fortunately, there is only one person.

Slowly, this person will also be embarrassed to come.

It will definitely be so.

The proprietress kept soothing her fragile heart.

Now she just needs to take care of her utility bills.

Zheng Yue came to the bookshelf, he looked at it, and then frowned, the previous journey was gone.

The elemental level is also missing.

The only book he read was a collection of Heavenly Tribulations.

Of course, none of this matters, the important thing is the journey.

Zheng Yue directly began to search for it with his ability, but when his consciousness passed through the books, he found that there was a membrane hindering him.

Of course, it is also isolated from the depths of the bookstore.

This surprised him a little, although he knew that this place was already special, but it was a little too special.

Because of the obstacles that isolated him, it was a bit too powerful, and facing this obstacle made him feel like he was facing the vast universe.

Just like when he was weak, he faced a ninth-order cultivator for the first time.

Tsk, that's a novelty.

Soon Zheng Yue regained consciousness, he didn't plan to rush in to check.

Not for the time being, that's his instinct.

In the end, he only looked up the title of the book, and the answer he got was that there really wasn't a travel book.

While Zheng Yue was checking, the proprietress looked at the bookstore in a daze.

She squeezed the pen in her hand with palpitations and whispered:

"It's a strange feeling, it's like the landlord coming to collect the utility bill, isn't it just losing a few of your books, isn't it scary?

The landlord has to come out. ”