Xuan Ling shook his head slightly, and said with a mysterious expression, "That's the Tower of Babel, and the Tower of Babel is at the very edge of the Tower of Babel, the ninety-ninth floor." Please Baidu search () to see the most complete! The fastest update!"

Following his fingers, Qin Lancang looked at the white cloud pointing straight to the sky, he couldn't see his head at all, and his thin lips twitched even more, "Ninety-nine floors, how to go, climb there?" ”

"Don't worry about this, the poor monk has a way to take you."

"But in fact, you can also not go, the poor monk can bring the Yuan benefactor down." Xuan Ling seemed to be considering the feasibility of this matter, "I don't know, the poor monk's little master and nephew will not let go." ”

Thinking of Long Quyuan, Xuan Ling calculated the time, now he should have fallen into a deep sleep, he would not wake up for a while, take advantage of his sleep, take people away, and then get married.

If the little nephew still likes this female benefactor, after they recover together, it will be a big deal to bring it back.

Xuan Ling felt that he was already very good to his little nephew, and even took this into consideration, if the little nephew woke up, he should not be blamed.

His body has begun to decay now, and it won't be long before he will disappear into this world, and when the time comes, if the little master and nephew don't help him reshape it, won't he be finished.

Why don't you fool the little nephew to reshape him first, and then let them marry?

No, it's not easy to fool the little master and nephew.

Anyway, he still had the original plan, bet on it, bet that he would succeed in restoring everything, and then he would be able to come back to life, and it would be his own body.

Nothing is as good as your own body.

When Yuan Changhuan and Qin Lancang got married, he immediately went to find the eldest grandson mirror, took the world, and everything was back on track.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ling immediately cheered up, "Let's go, let's go now!" ”

As everyone knows, their conversation fell into their ears without any omission, and Ye Moli whispered, "Are they going in?" ”

In front of it was Tongtian Pavilion, and the words of thanks were very clear, so what he wanted to ask was, do you still want to follow.

Xie Ci raised his eyes and looked at the Tower of Babel surrounded by clouds and mist, pursed his thin lips, his tone was light, and his eyebrows and eyes were calm, "Continue to follow." ”

He wanted to see how far Xuan Ling could go, and at that time, they would be profitable.

If you are not mistaken, I am afraid that what Xuan Ling did this time was not allowed by Long Quyuan, so they were able to do it.

And Xuan Ling entered the realm of Tongtian Pavilion so unscrupulously, I am afraid that what happened to Long Quyuan now, and I don't know his movements.

Otherwise, how dare Xuan Ling make such a big fanfare.

Xie Ci guessed correctly, Xuan Ling dared to do this, it was indeed because Long Quyuan was now asleep and did not know about it to the outside world, and the paper crane that used to wake up Long Quyuan just stopped in the cloud and mist mirror, opened its round eyes, and quietly looked at Long Quyuan.

The pavilion master once said that there is no major event, and he can't be woken up when he sleeps, so it shouldn't be a big deal if the Xuanling uncle is here, after all, in the past, the Xuanling uncle and ancestor came, and the pavilion master allowed it.

Long Quyuan slept on the cold jade bed, lying flat, with long eyelashes covering his face, blocking the pair of Buddha-like eyes, his face was beautiful, even if his eyes were closed, people could still feel his peerless appearance.

It was as if he couldn't hear the movement outside.

And Yuan Changhuan went down another layer during this time.

Unexpectedly, this time I saw two people at the window, one was Xuan Ling, and the other was ...... Qin Lancang, how could they be together?

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