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Going to Shilipo, Xia Ji deliberately led a green ox, used the sword box as the bed board, put it between the horns of the green ox, and lay on it, where you can sleep.

In the evening, he went to catch up with a duel that was sure to be won.

He can't control the grievances between the Golden Wind Drizzle Building and the Thunderstorm Hall.

After analyzing it clearly, he didn't kill Tang Feng, but in the way of hidden weapons, how many people did he Yan Luo Tianzi can defeat in the underground world?

Between the disputes between the two major sects, the gray-gold nightmare is the first appearance, but as soon as it appears, it is a crushing posture, and the Son of Yama Tianzi personally goes down, and if he still needs to fight against the Tang Sect, he will be defeated.

So Xia Ji is a trick to the second Tang Feng.

After seriously injuring Tang Feng, he waved his sleeves and left again.

Before leaving, he planted an earth eye on Tang Feng's body.

Then, he went to insert an earth eye into Tang Zifu's body, and the woman shrank back, and she might live a little longer.

Then start waiting quietly.

It's just like that.

Xia Ji was very comfortable.

He is now in the realm of legends, and he is slowly transitioning towards the realm of myths.

Once the Daomen Immortal Peerless Sect reaches the fifteenth layer, it will be the mythical realm described in the Human Emperor's diary.

But there are still five limits of heaven and man, and Xia Ji doesn't think much about it.

It's just that he doesn't know that in this world, the bridge between heaven and earth is broken, the aura is lacking, and the difficulty of the five limits of heaven and man is several times more difficult than in the Li Linyuan period.

In other words, it is still said that there is no realm of heaven and man in this world.

Xia Ji didn't know.

I don't care.

He wrote again and again about the Congregation in his little notebook.

This organization will not collapse, and his heart is really uneasy.

Regular days go by quickly.

Practicing sleepiness meditation in class.

After class, there are Wang Ao, Ye Teng, and Cui Jue, but Li Yuaner has not come back yet.

Shuangxiu went to the palace to talk to Xia Ning for a while.

When you are bored, you can spend half the night lying on the tent of the Getaway Boat Boat.

Xue Qianrou's craftsmanship also began to slowly improve.

Walking down the street by myself, there is no sound of so many straw bales.

...

"Drunk and singing in the air, flying and domineering for whom. ”

Xia Ji was stained with pen and ink, and the pen on the wall of the restaurant walked the dragon and snake, one stroke to the end, his calligraphy is also at the level of the holy hand, and it fell on the wall, there was actually a bit of fairy.

"How?"

He smiled at the Thunder Hall Master beside him.

Lei Jingyun reminded in a low voice: "If Qiqi knows that you secretly asked me out, you will be finished." ”

Xia Ji laughed and said, "Who said that I only asked you out?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Ao, Ye Teng, and Cui Jue walked up from the staircase.

Xia Ji smiled: "I just remember that in the middle of winter last year, our group went from west to east, and there were some interesting things on the road, so I called you here, otherwise do you think that the four of us big men will call a woman like you?"

He looked down at the one-meter-four Lei Hall Master and measured her height with his eyes.

The Lord of the Thunder Hall was light and light, and he was not angry.

She smiled coldly in her heart: You don't know what my status in the royal capital is now.

Even the Son of Yama Heaven can sell me a few faces, and defeat Tang Feng, who is second on the Billboard for me.

The dispute between sects, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind, the golden wind drizzle building is no longer good, and now the bright rivers and lakes of this royal capital, my thunderstorm hall occupies two-thirds.

Forget it, if it weren't for the face of Qiqi and the queen, I would have been able to ignore you now.

Wang Ao still remembered that last year, the three of them cooperated with General Zhao Xuanyi and fought wits and courage with this Lei Hall Master all the way.

He stepped forward and said "yo", "Isn't this the master of the Thunder Hall." ”

The Thunder Hall Master snorted coldly and didn't look over.

"Serve wine and don't eat!"

Xia Ji shouted loudly.

Jar after jar of fine wine came up.

After three rounds and four rounds of drinking.

The moon passes through the willows in the sky until midnight.

"Boss, it's closed. Xiao Er reminded.

The boss slapped him on the head: "Don't talk nonsense, do it all night tonight." ”

Who offended the Marquis?

Offending the Marquis of Xiaoyao is equivalent to offending the current queen.

No one dared.

But the Thunder Hall Master had already gone back.

Ye Teng was not an alcoholic, and he soon left.

At this time, only Wang Ao, who was drunk and shouting for the girl, and Cui Jue, who was drinking sip and sipping.

There were only two people left.

"It's better to drink alone, Lao Cui, if you have something on your mind. Xia Ji poked out his wine glass and touched it.

"The Marquis... If I, Cui Jue, can get you a little free, I will be satisfied. ”

"What's wrong?"

"What else, the muscles in my legs are getting more and more atrophied, and I can't walk anymore..."

"If you can't walk, find a mother-in-law to push you to see all over the world. ”

"I just... Unwilling. ”

"Unwilling to what?"

"My father was also a master of a generation when he was young, but he offended people, so he was forced into Cui's house and took my mother, my mother is crazy, I have seen her ridiculed and teased since she was sensible, hehe..."

Xia Ji listened quietly.

"And my father died of depression, my mother didn't know it, others coaxed her to say that the big bad guy died, and she laughed and applauded...

In my heart, I can't spare the Cui family, and I can't spare the Tang family. So I did my best...

But now I'm about to become a waste, I'm just unwilling, unwilling.

I sometimes dream, dreaming of my good fortune, dreaming that I have adventures, but after all, it is an empty dream, a dream that I can't ask for.

I'm just a wretch with nothing, hehe..."

Xia Ji looked at him and said softly: "Cheers." ”

"Cheers. ”

...

Half a month later.

When Xia Ji's four-rank Xuangong broke through to the fourteenth floor and went straight to the fifteenth floor, Tang Feng finally took Tang Chuang's sister and brother into the area of the Tang Gate.

Everything went unexpectedly smoothly, so smooth that Xia Ji felt that he thought too much.

However.

Cui Jue also received an invitation letter to go to Tangmen.

His father still had the identity of the Tang Sect before he joined the Cui family, so his relative was also invited.

The letter only said that there was a change in the Tang Gate, so let him go back quickly.

...

Early summer.

Cui Jue sat under the moon, holding the letter.

He struggled to walk on his legs, so his teacher, one of the seven, began to have wheelchairs built for him.

The boy took the letter.

His appearance has nothing to do with his handsomeness, and the flesh on his legs and even his abdomen is a little broken, but those hands are extremely firm, and even if they are decadent, they are still like eagle eyes.

"People live with a breath, and my father didn't swallow that breath until he died, he couldn't look at it, and on the day of the funeral, my mother was still stupid and smirked.

Who forced my father to leave, he refused to tell me when he was dying, in fact, I don't need to say that I know...

It was a person he felt that I would not be able to take revenge in my life, and he would not be able to look at him.

He didn't say it, because he wanted me to live well and live peacefully.

But is it okay to linger?

Father's rank in the Tang Sect is not low, if he is forced to join the family, then how can it not go through the hands of that person...

Mrs. Donald on the Legend List.

Father, are you really a fool to be a son?"

The Legend List is a record of true transcendence.

The Fengyun List may be visible to ordinary people, but the Legend List can only be seen by martial artists with a certain status in the Fengyun Pavilion.

The Billboard changes quickly, sometimes once every three or two months, but the Legend List may not change for more than ten years, unless something major happens.

The shadow of the moon swayed, gradually obscured by black clouds.

Cui Jue looked up again, but saw a person standing beside him at some point, but his expression was calm and not frightened.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"If the famous Yama Heavenly Son wanted to kill me, he would have killed me a long time ago. ”

He turned around and looked at the gray-gold figure under the willows beside him, his calm eyes full of excitement.

This is the Son of Yama.

The Yama of the Yin Division.

It's just that these two words have become the top characters of the pyramid in the mouths of the Wangdu Jianghu forces.

And in the eyes of those who use hidden weapons, this one is already a god.

What does such a god come to himself for?

The Son of Heaven looked at this friend who had cried bitterly, and suddenly said, "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

It's straightforward, it's abrupt.

When the two armies clashed, it was never the general who moved first, but the pawns who slowly moved across the river.

The two Earth Eyes are pawns.

Some covert arrangements are pawns.

Now, he wants to send a general over.

"Why?" Cui Jue couldn't believe it.

Then he heard the answer: "I always feel that people like you need to wear a mask before they can change their way of life." ”

The Son of Yama threw out a judge's mask, but it was not one of the eighteen masks.

"Accept?"

Cui Jue was stunned, and immediately got up from the wheelchair, knelt directly in front of this mysterious person, clenched the soil with both fists, held back the trembling, and said, "I accept it." ”

"From now on, you will be one of the people closest to the eighteen tables in Hades.

But from now on, you need to remember that among all the identities, your identity as a judge of the Yin Division needs to come first.

I will not bind you with anything, because soon you will have a trial.

Are you still willing to accept it?"

Cui Jue asked, "May I ask what the test is?"

"Go back to the Tang Gate, and then take the first position, crush everyone in the younger generation, your father's identity makes you eligible to inherit this position. Are you willing to accept it?"

Cui Jue smiled bitterly: "I am willing, but I'm afraid that my strength is too weak and I can't..."

"Put the mask on. ”

"Yes. ”

Cui Jue unconsciously regarded himself as a subordinate, he took the mask and buckled it on his face.

Suddenly, a mysterious thought rushed to his mind, it was the art of empowerment.

It is the method of all the empowerments of the tenth level.