How did you survive?

Faced with this question, Song Lanyi slapped the table case, and said awe-inspiringly, "Why should I study and cultivate so hard?" Am I doing this for myself? ”

Cao Gong took a breath lightly, feeling that he had only really met Song Lanyi today.

Originally...... She is such a saint with the world in mind!

The way he looked at Song Lanyi was different.

Immediately, he heard a voice from Song Lanyi:

"Even if I am tired of myself, I will kill others!"

Cao Gong slowly typed a question mark?

What the hell are you fucking for?

In the early hours of the morning, in the middle of the night.

The Hundred Flowers Sage sat by the lotus pond, flipping through the Dream of Red Mansions in his hands.

So far, she's seen the twenty-fifth time.

As she watched, she shook her head and felt intoxicated.

After she finished reading today's updated part, the Hundred Flowers Sage couldn't help but sigh lightly.

She had only one thought now, to find the author, and to give him a stab in the coffin, and write the book until she finished it.

It's just that no matter how she deduces, she can't deduce the identity of the author of this book.

Even if you want to urge the change, you can only do it through the drifting bottle......

Thinking like this, the Hundred Flowers Sage couldn't help but sigh again.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her.

Baihua looked back, her originally casual expression was closed, she stared at the comer, a little unsure, "Pu...... Pu Song? Is that you? ”

Pu Song was still dressed in gray linen, with several patches of various sizes, and even the broken shoes on his feet were faintly showing a hole.

But he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but looked directly at the book in the hand of the Hundred Flowers Sage:

"What is this?"

Seeing this, the Hundred Flowers Sage subconsciously hid back, vigilant, but he still had to pretend that nothing happened, "It's nothing." ”

Pu Song snorted lightly, and while the flowers were not paying attention, his spiritual power poked out, and he saw that the book "Dream of Red Mansions" moved without wind.

In the silence of the night, the leaves fluttered out of thin air.

The Hundred Flowers Sage found that he couldn't stop it, so he simply gave up on himself and let Pu Song finish reading the Dream of Red Mansions twenty-five times.

Pu Song was only a little surprised at the book at first, but the more he went to the back, the more excited his face became.

It wasn't until all the pages of the book were turned that Pu Song looked like he had just woken up from a dream, and looked up hurriedly, "What about the follow-up?" ”

The Hundred Flowers Sage did not answer this question, but asked rhetorically, "What do you think of this book?" ”

Pu Song breathed a long sigh of relief, and repeatedly replayed the twenty-five episodes of Dream of Red Mansions in his mind, and only after a long time did he say one sentence:

"There are three hatreds in life. One hates the prickly anchovies, and the other hates the begonias without fragrance. ”

"As for the third hatred, for me, it is the unfinished Red Mansion."

Hearing this, Rao is Baihua was already prepared in his heart, but he couldn't help but be shocked by this extremely high evaluation.

Seeing Pu Song's burning eyes looking at the Hundred Flowers Sage, he said almost in a tone of longing, "Where did you get this strange book?" ”

The Hundred Flowers Sage had a little sense of superiority at this time.

She pointed to the screen in front of her and spoke deeply, "From the Drifting Bottle." ”

Pu Song: "...... Ha? ”

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Time passes slowly.

With the arrival of the final big competition, Shangjing became particularly restless.

Song Lanyi went out during this time, and even had to change his appearance in order to avoid condolences from the enthusiastic masses.

Even Emperor Amaterasu authorized Song Lanyi to prepare for Dabi with peace of mind during this time, and there was no need to go to court.

It's still a secret room.

Song Lanyi was calm and stared at the butterfly mark on his wrist.

But this time, the butterfly mark showed no signs of heat or flickering.

This made Song Lanyi a little disappointed.

In the end, Dabi is imminent, and what she is facing is not only the pride of the demon clan, but also the various old yin ratios hidden on the list.

In this case, she urgently needs her hole cards to strengthen her strength.

But this hole card ...... It seems to be offline.

"Boom-"

The bell rang again.

Song Lanyi took a deep breath and gave up the complicated emotions in her heart.

Anyway, she didn't have no other means.

It's useless to think too much.

The last level of Dabi, according to the regulations of previous years, is carried out in a small thousand worlds of the Thousand Words Divine Tree.

It is rumored that if the Thousand Words Divine Tree wants to evolve again, it needs to have a small thousand worlds transform into a large thousand worlds.

Of course, this is just rumor.

In this big competition, it is necessary to screen out the last 1,000 people and fight in the small world.

As for more information, even Song Lanyi himself does not know.

Float in the air.

A sacred tree that almost obscures the sky stands in the center.

The tree is covered with green clouds and is a luxuriant scene.

Occasionally, when the wind blows, you can hear the rustling of the leaves.

Looking at the people floating in the sky, it is faintly a three-legged trend.

Sea Clan, Demon Clan, and Human Race.

Among them, the sea tribe gathered in twos and threes, and none of them were fixed, overwhelming the people who were talking about it.

Even if it is Crab Eighteen, in this case, it will inevitably seem almost weighty.

On the side of the demon clan, Xuan Ling and Bai Ruixu parted ways with each other, but due to the overall situation, neither side showed it.

After Zhou Xi saw Song Lanyi, he beckoned in the direction where she was.

Everyone looked over and saw a slender girl in a green skirt with an indifferent and confident expression.

The girl's green skirt is embroidered with elegant blue grass, and when she walks steadily, the skirt is slightly raised, and there is a sense of vitality.

Seeing this scene, a small sound immediately sounded in the crowd.

"It's Song Lanyi......"

"Song Lanyi is here!"

"Look, Bai Ruixu's face over there is not good-looking......"

Over there, I don't know if it's because the body is a turtle, and he is also wearing a green robe today.

Two strands of black hair hung down from the corner of the boy's forehead, and the long hair behind his back was raised high with a jade crown.

His face was delicate, but mixed with a sense of calmness.

This makes his whole person, between a teenager and a young man, with a contradictory and eye-catching temperament.

As for Bai Ruixu on the side......

Song Lanyi didn't want to see him at all.

What bad luck, get out of the way.

After a while, when the floating gate was full of contestants, the Thousand Words Divine Tree shook slightly.

The air was filled with fluctuations in the spiritual power of the Divine Tree.

In this lengthy sentence, the crowd caught only a few key words.

"Pilgrimage Road", "Fighting", "The Remainder is King"......

As for Song Lanyi, he only heard about the countless treasures on the pilgrimage road.

Tears of longing flowed from the corners of his mouth......

This small thousand worlds were forged by the Thousand Words Divine Tree salvaging a broken starry sky.

In this shattered starry sky, there are opportunities left by predecessors, and there are also countless dangerous secret realms.

Whoever can complete this ancient road of the starry sky will be the winner.

But there is only one thing.

Here, dead, it's really gone.

(End of chapter)