The beautiful pink sky was a magnificent shade of color, obscuring a crescent moon in the distance.

That touch of color turned into an extremely wonderful and moving fairy, with a graceful posture, ice muscles and jade bones, and its beauty was indescribable.

There was a strange butterfly on her hand, milky white as if covered in a layer of mist. Beside her, the strange grass and fairy, the crane and the sacred bird, are desirable.

Suddenly, black clouds appeared in the sky and swallowed the peace of the sky, and the cloud-like skeletons rushed to bite in all directions, and the holy light of the fairy was flourishing, illuminating the black mist.

A vicious laugh struck, and the fairy turned into a ray of light that streaked across the sky and landed somewhere. In the night, deep in a forest, Ge Qing calmly treated her wounds, holding a gun and watching several helicopters above her head to inspect her over and over again.

In the late autumn season, lightning struck in the sky, and at once it struck the helicopter closest to Geqing, and the helicopter smashed on her head...... Ge Qing felt dizzy, couldn't open his eyes, and was so tired, but he heard someone chatting next to him

"This girl died well, and it is tiring to live and harm herself."

"Okay, let's talk less and get rid of her." Ge Qing couldn't open his eyes, but the three words of the dragon descending recipe flashed in his mind, followed by the exercises.

Ge Qing began to operate in a daze, and the true yuan in his body practiced. After three days, Geqing woke up energetic and swam from the floating sea to the shore.

The blood and wounds on his body are gone, and his complexion is very good. Memories came flooding back, and Geqing realized that she had crossed over, sister!

In his memory, Ge Qing knew that this dead person was also called Ge Qing, with an ordinary appearance, ten years old, and no spiritual power.

The six-year-old test talent turned out to be a waste of firewood, which was ridiculed by people all over the continent. Ge Qing is the 7,000 gold of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and his descendants have two sisters who often sarcastically mock Ge Qing.

Ge Qing didn't understand why the family had to live so hard! So live very carefully. But the modern Geqing must be alive and surging!

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