The blades of grass are delicious, but now, Jaw Tian has long been unable to taste them.

Her hand hugged the small pot of plants as if it were a treasure.

Soon, it snapped, rolled to the side, tilted its body pitifully, and felt a sense of begging for mercy for a while.

Then, Jaw Tian fell asleep straight away.

"What kind of book is this? And letters. Could it be that this girl is a demon? ”

The sky in front of me is already bright.

Helian Qi was alone, he was wandering around here in a distraught, his body had a sense of strength, and at the same time, there was a black glow left, in the pupil.

In his hands are the books and letters that have been lost by Jaw Tian!

Who knows if he'll take it away?

Moreover, it was not negotiable at all.

So domineering, so attractive...... The figure of the man in black has been maintained at a slow speed, and his body has now become proud.

He looked at the book for a few seconds, his bony fingers, knuckles slender and weak.

But he clutched the book, and his look, accompanied by the change of color in his eyes, showed more and more a feeling of speechlessness and disdain.

"Exposed."

His lips seemed to move, and he pouted a word lightly, cold and ruthless eyes, and a calm and calm voice.

He remembered very little about the demon world.

For the demon world, any demon with three views of integrity will not hesitate to resist the emotion.

It's a chasm that's hard to bridge!

"Looks like I'm going to have to get revenge on her. Perhaps, not the revenge of this method......"

It was a meaningful voice, and when you listened closely, it was like his anger.

But, in the end, it became a vow, enduring, sonorous and powerful.

His body, without looking back, was naturally like a fluttering phantom, already in the morning light, blending into the horizon.

Disappear.

At the moment, in the hut where the jaw sky perches.

The door has been closed, it looks quite awe-inspiring, and it is also the soul of the past outside the door, I wonder if it has dispersed now?

"Kiln ......"

Behind the door, there are a few ordinary floor tiles.

The dull sound of knocking came from inside the tiles behind these doors.

The sound is incomparably slight, at first it is just like the patterns circulating on the floor tiles, which are distributed in a staggered manner, harmonious and independent.

The sound of scratching, mixed in.

Naturally, the voice was not a ghost crying wolf, not the resentful complaints of others, but more like a kind of relieved breath, and the sound made Jaw Tian not know.

The floor tiles are all white.

The accumulated dust and the placement that have never been here have made the floor tiles here all a dim yellow color, and they don't look so noble.

Jaw Tian is not a nobleman.

The sound of percussion, very patient, neither humble nor arrogant, continuous, gentle and like a beat.

Very good...... The sound of harmony, although it is the sound coming from under a brick, but what reason is there to refute - there is only one tile here that is poisonous?

Perhaps, there are more, but they have not been discovered.

These sounds, quite steadily, reverberated back and forth in a small space.

This is a very weird feeling, although Jaw Tian doesn't know, she will also be scared.

Who would have imagined that a person falls asleep in a dream, and countless sounds continue to linger next to him, ups and downs, long and delicate, until goosebumps arise, and the sound has not changed.

What a terrible torture it is, a sound that can almost drive a person crazy.

However, Jaw Tian slept very deeply, and she didn't know how bad the world in front of her was!

And now, perhaps, these are all memories, and they are all imaginary things.

The world in front of you, be careful!

"Ahem......"

Jaw Tian doesn't know how long he's rested.

She knew very well that the bleeding on the surface of her body had been stopped.

And the faint pain brought by internal injuries, she thinks that it is the magical leaf that begins to help her detoxify...... There is also blood circulation and blood stasis.

Although she didn't know about these things, in the end, she felt a little depressed.

The air here is remarkably fresher because of the aroma of greenery poured aside.

"I didn't expect that."

Jaw Tian naturally exclaimed.

Her voice dispersed into the hut at this moment, and the lonely hut instantly became warm.

She's independent, she's resolute.

At this moment, Jaw Tian didn't think about anything else at all, and he naturally sat up.

"Oops...... It hurts, and there is still blood clearing, what's wrong with me? ”

She adjusted her breathing, meditated, looked into the gaze in front of her, and soon closed as if she had realized something.

Her heart was calm and naturally cool, and her slightly anxious emotions were completely annihilated.

She meditated like this, she didn't have much heaven and earth qi, and her perception could only barely search the projectile land in front of her.

She has now lost everything about herself—the middle age, the letter, and a book.

More importantly, it is your own body.

It is the capital of the revolution.

And now, she is weakened and has become like this, is it not death to go to the man in black to duel at this moment? What else is this.

If you don't face the things in front of you, you won't feel at ease.

Her heart is changing at the moment.

The time between her awakening and her meditation was, in all, no more than five minutes.

However, there are no more inexplicable percussion sounds.

Now, any place in the hut is a weird thing.

But the development of this matter is piled up bit by bit, and it is built up by walls.

After the sound of "popping", the floor tiles on the ground are already different.

Under all the floor tiles that make a strange noise, there must be yin qi in the mist, otherwise it is impossible.

The design here has long been clear with this in mind.

The floor tiles are light, easy to flip and waterproof, but this is the principle.

Indeed, the whole world was born out of impossibility.

"In the end, it will be impossible to perish."

This sentence has given up on itself countless times.

But I don't know who pointed it out.

Bricks have also become the turning point that I don't want to see at this moment.

There's more to this than just a tile to roll over.

As for these changes, maybe not much, maybe not so striking, but in this case, they are huge.

This is a rare fact.

"......"

A milky white like a mist, quite sober and elegant, steaming in front of the eyes of the floor.

The body of the floor tiles has already smoked, and it has become a cursed place of "beauty".

What might be a stockpile of dangerous goods here? Could it be that today, there is already a nerve here, so that such a mysterious water vapor can be released?

Also, is this water vapor?

Slowly, the world in front of me has jumped on the page.

Water vapor appears all the time, and beneath the floor tiles, are they intricate structures and veins, or are they a mass of intertwined plant roots? Unthinkable!

Here, the air is already quite abnormal, like a pyramid that refracts a beam of light, with faults in all directions, and it really produces countless crystalline spaces, sparkling appearance.

Cut here?

It's just a distortion of the air, but one floor tile after another has already produced a sense of vastness at this moment.

And like this, it's also a shocking sight --

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