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Zhou Zhou put the information on Old Man Lian's desk while arguing with the pavilion chief.

"Do you want to come out and visit with me?" The pavilion chief is not a natural creature, and he can't go out like Qing Huan.

The pavilion chief cruelly refused: "Don't." ”

"I heard that the people who came here today are all big names with the top strength of the main material interface. ”

The pavilion chief was not interested: "Oh. ”

Zhou Zhou said step by step: "Aren't you curious about the changes that have occurred in the main material interface that you have been away from for so many years?"

The pavilion chief was indifferent: "It's okay. ”

Zhou Zhou couldn't say anything, it was very strange: "Why?" Is it really a 10,000-year-old otaku?

Pavilion Chief: "Although I can't see the outside when I stay in the Living Forest, it's not like I don't know anything. ”

His black pupils casually skimmed to the side, and the sunlight reflected on it, glowing with pale gold, looking particularly indifferent.

Zhou Zhou stopped encouraging him to arouse his curiosity.

Actually, it's not useful, but I've never seen any big fluctuations in him.

Even if it was a little big because of Qinghuan's mood swings before.

But in the end, reason is still there.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Zhou Zhou hurriedly clicked on [Vientiane] to hide.

A young man with red lips and white teeth, that is, Lian, opened the door and walked in, and his face changed greatly after seeing an abrupt note on the table, and his eyes were instantly vigilant.

He looked around and swept around with his spiritual sense, and then he cautiously used his spiritual power to float it in the air, and without even touching it, he browsed it from top to bottom.

That's too cautious, isn't it......

A drop of cold sweat slipped on Zhou Zhou's forehead, and he saw that Lian's face changed from blue to white after reading the words on the note, from white to purple, and from purple to red......

Zhou Zhou: "......"

The wonder of nature, human beings are truly admirable creatures.

The boy walked forward quickly, picked up the note, and looked it up and down carefully.

Zhou Zhou also wondered why he was not careful.

Lian gently folded the note, looked left and right, bowed to the table, bowed her head and bent over in a bowing posture before retreating.

Inexplicably, it is like the etiquette done by ancient courtiers when they left.

Zhou Zhou: "......"

It won't be...... Think of the person who left the note as him.

It's him, but it's weird......

How did Lian know?

However, Zhou Zhou also understood how much Lian respected the unlucky child he played.

It's a pity, if this thing is still alive, maybe they will still meet it.

Zhou Zhou thought for a moment:

After the meeting......

Unlucky Child: Huh, how does this guy look like me?

Zhou Zhou: Mom, come and see that your illegitimate child left behind in a corner of the world has been found!

Zhou Zhou thought about it and suddenly covered his face to make up for his brain: This is not a late meeting, this is a narrow road......

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When Lotus took his seat, a gringo who had left half of his words came to him, and he glanced at Lotus, and sat down beside him silently.

Soon, several people who were the most powerful in the main material interface in Zhou Zhou's mouth also came.

The first to come in was a man in red, incredibly beautiful, followed by six fox tails.

Demon clan, demon cultivator. Zhou Zhou was thoughtful.

The fox spirit has long hair and long skirts, and walks like a noble girl in ancient times.

Are demon cultivators relatively weak? Zhou Zhou wondered in his heart: How could this fox spirit be a Yuan Infant cultivator?

"Hey, pavilion chief, look, this vixen is so angry. Zhou Zhou joked.

The pavilion chief glanced up, "It's nothing......" he muttered.

"Fox demon, hermaphroditic. ”

The corners of Zhou Zhou's mouth almost didn't twitch, he pursed his lips and was speechless for a while, silently controlling his facial expressions a little more naturally.

A lot of people came in one after another.

Zhou Zhou noticed that two tall swordsmen and a tall swordsman wearing one black and one white were walking towards each other, and when they separated, they didn't forget to snort fiercely.

Zhou Zhou expanded his imagination: What is this called?

Love, hatred, joy, injustice, love and affection, deep mirror, reunion, love, killing, immortal cultivation, traveling through time and space, wealthy families, carrying space, British and American derivation, love for cough......, cough,

Off topic, off topic.

It is said that the best swordsman is the fire spirit root, and most of the swordsmen who have cultivated to a high level of profound sword skills are fire spirit roots, and this one is not exempt from vulgarity, it is really like a small stove no matter where he goes.

On the contrary, the Ice Spirit Root is particularly suitable for cultivating the Ruthless Dao, and cultivating to the extreme is to condense ice for thousands of miles.

Now it's okay, these two people who are also at the top of their respective martial arts and are particularly bad at dealing with each other come in together, it's really two heavens of ice and fire, and it feels like it's simple.

Blue Goose Zhou Zhou didn't feel anything, and even wanted to laugh a little in his heart.

From outside the door, a stinky fart with a stinky face slowly floated over, the whole thing was like a large bitter gourd, he was fluttering and weak, and he clashed with another green-robed cold-faced Taoist priest for a moment, and slowly lay down as if he was about to fall asleep...... ...... on the beams

Zhou Zhounu: You have your own seat and compete for a place with me!

Zhou, Liangshang Junzi Zhou, had to move a place for the ghost, Liangshang Junzi, Xiu, and he was extremely aggrieved: But I was wronged, hum!

The green-robed Taoist priest raised his chin proudly, dusted off his sleeves and sat down.

Next was a little cute-looking little kid who sat in the position of the formation cultivator, and a bald donkey who looked gentle and handsome sat in the position of the Buddha.

Zhou Zhou glanced at the monk's side...... Instantly, he felt Cupid, the goddess of love, shoot an arrow at him.

Zhou Zhou's peach eyes: Wow, this little monk is so handsome and gentle!

Pavilion Chief: I know he's a woman, but why am I so awkward when I see him facing a male nymphomaniac......

I don't know if I've seen Wuhua in "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang", the temperament of the two of them is really similar, and the little monk is just like picking out of "Chu Liuxiang".

I just don't know if it's the same batch of people with a black heart.

Anthia's factions are not as clear as Huaxia's, so they all sit casually, sit wherever they want, and sit with whomever they want.

For example, there was a wild mage sitting at the front of the seat with the most drinks, and a black-robed necromancer looked at the wild mage's rainbow-colored mage robe with a distorted face, and sat silently next to his sworn enemy, the white-robed light mage.

There was also a short, stocky, white-bearded man who sat on an unknown machine and entered the door, then chose the tallest chair.

Zhou Zhou noticed that when he climbed, almost the whole person was lying on the edge of the chair, his limbs were exerting force, and his two little short legs kept hanging in the air.

Wow, that's so cute. Zhou Zhou instantly shifted his attention to the monk to the dwarf.

The orc, who had entered the door behind him, saw it, grabbed the dwarf by the collar and threw him onto a chair, sitting beside him indifferently.

If anyone notices, they will find an empty seat in the entire hall.

It's for the elves.

Zhou Zhou was a little stunned.

In fact, the elves are not extinct, no, there is still a little Lori who loves to eat spicy strips in our forest.

Oh yes, there is also a tree of life that has not yet sprouted, and after carrying the hope of a race, it carries the life of a person.

And in the hands of his inheritor's life and death contract, under the protection of the inheritor he loves, he will thrive.

The focus of their discussion, Zhou Zhou listened attentively for a while, and then he was not interested.

The left is just the union of the demon race and the abyss, and there are only two or three months left before the demon realm passage is completely opened.

This way and that.

Zhou Zhou asked the pavilion chief: "At that time, were all of your top masters Yuanying?" After everyone arrived, he couldn't believe it, and felt it carefully, except for the two people on the throne, almost all of them were Yuanying Great Perfection cultivators, and there were no legendary professionals on Ansya's side.

The pavilion chief was silent: "How is it possible?"

Zhou Zhou still had an indescribable look of disgust: "It's so weak." "Much weaker than the demons.

The demon clan even Wen Xiu is in the infancy stage, not to mention Wen Mu, who has been panicked since he was a child.

According to Zhou Zhou's thoughts:

Mr. Wen Mu still needs to contact the abyss? One of their demon cultivators is enough to sling the main material interface, okay? Ignoring the two Zhou Zhou who still can't see the strength of the Lian and Anxia rulers.

The pavilion chief coughed lightly: "Since the relocation of the elves in the main material interface, the concentration of spiritual power has dropped rapidly, and unless you are the pride of the sky, your cultivation will not be at such a high level." He looked at his hometown, and it was rare that he didn't say anything sarcastic.

"It may be that the elves were born in Anxia, and most of Anxia's spiritual power is made by natural creatures, so the decline in Anxia's spiritual power is particularly obvious, and it has always been weaker than Huaxia over the years. ”

Zhou Zhou nodded when he heard this: I see.

"What does the elf have to do with Huaxia when he leaves, why is Huaxia so weak?" Zhou Zhou said too bluntly, so that the pavilion chief listened very comfortably, very unhappy, and the pavilion chief said in his heart that I have a violent temper.

"Shut your mouth. He scolded lightly: "No matter how weak it is, it's not something you can say!"

Of course scold back!

Zhou Zhou: "......"

Zhou Zhou: "It's good if you're happy......" think about it carefully......

He did go a little too far, commenting on people's hometowns at will.

If someone speaks ill of me in front of me, Zhou Zhou will definitely kill him regardless of anything!

Zhou Zhou said sincerely: "I'm sorry, it's me who lost my voice." ”

Pavilion Chief: "Hmph. ”

The pavilion chief had a cold face for a while, and his mood fell again: "Actually, I also know ......"

They have no chance of winning against the Demon Divine Realm on their own.

Last time, I relied on adults, but now that everyone is dead, what should I rely on?

Zhou Zhoumo: "My lord, the person I pretended to be?"

The pavilion chief asked rhetorically, "Uh-huh, why do you think they respect you so much? It's not because the person who looks like you is really worthy." ”

Zhou Zhou was surprised by the cannon-like language, and Zhou Zhou asked, "Do you think so too?"

The pavilion chief said depressedly: "Of course, although I felt quite aggrieved when I studied that period of history...... But there's no denying that he's really respectable. "Single-handedly change the outcome of the war or something......

"Those old immortals are really getting older and more stupid, but they have seen that adult with their own eyes, and they can actually mistake you for him?"

Zhou Zhou: What the hell is the slightest contempt for me from "......"......

The pavilion chief calmed down and continued to speak: "Have you forgotten that Huaxia is now connected with Anxia?"

Zhou Zhou wiped his sweat, which means that Huaxia's spiritual power faded because the spiritual power was absorbed by Anxia......

"How much does Huaxia hate Anxia......" Zhou Zhou looked at Lian, who had a majestic face and was full of the aura of a superior, and felt that he was just like an unlucky child who was forced to form a team when he met a pig teammate.

The pavilion chief retorted: "No, if it was really just connected together, the spiritual power of the mansion would not decline so quickly, and it would not ...... so fast," he said and suddenly paused.

Zhou Zhou naturally continued the conversation: "Then why did Huaxia's spiritual power dissipate so quickly?"

Pavilion Chief: "......"

Zhou Zhou didn't wait for an answer, and said to himself: "You don't know." ”

The pavilion chief didn't say anything, but cut off contact.

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Abyss Demon Clan –

Abyssal species are naturally good at killing, so they often have corpses all over the wilderness as a road, and white bones are piled up into mountains.

Recently, it has been even more unusual.

The air is filled with a disgusting bloody gas, the blood is viscous, condensed into a blood mist in the air for a long time, and there are young men standing in the chaos with a long wooden warehouse, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, like blood, but the face is like a crown of jade, the eyes are like broken light like stars, and the light and shadow are on it, but it is more like an immortal who disappeared without a shadow thousands of years ago.

He slowly grinned his red lips into a blood-stained grin.

In front of him, the entire succubus clan bowed down and knelt respectfully.

"My king. ”

The young man gently pressed his chest, his long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the warmth in his eyes, and he sincerely said to the gift of a quiet night in his memory:

Thank you very much.

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The author has something to say:

That [Kikura] is actually [Qia].

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Because it's a forbidden word, I'm separating it.

There is a way to do it, although I am only referring to the ancient kind of red tassel [wooden warehouse]......

I still hope that readers will have a good time reading and pay more attention to rest.

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