The Louvre is thousands of meters high, surrounded by divine light from the dome, but it is dim after reaching the ground, but the palace is full of cultivators, as long as they are not too far away, they can be seen, it doesn't matter, and some moments are still dim, such as when dealing with wounds.

There are many people injured in the Louvre, and men don't care, as long as it's not an awkward part, they can do it anywhere! Women can't, they have to find a corner, and if they are afraid of being peeked at, they have to cast a hidden spell, an enchantment or something.

Both of them are big men, they found a stone pillar at the gate of the palace at random and sat down, Ren Xing took out a bottle of broken bone black jade paste from the Naxu ring, and was about to smear it on his chest, when he saw Wei Ping looking at himself with a blank face, he threw a bottle with a distressed face, and said: "For the sake of you, junior brother last time, for the sake of helping me win money, this bottle of broken bone black jade paste will be given to you!"

Broken bone black jade paste, yellow-level holy medicine, sold in the side hall of the Wolf Tooth Peak Pharmacy, a bottle of 100 yuan gas stone, the appearance is black, the breath is fragrant and cool, it can make the broken bones continue, and the flesh injury is even more meaningful.

Wei Ping took the black jade paste of broken bones, and his heart was moved, a hundred yuan qi stone was not a small amount, but his face said casually: "Win money?

"Oh, it's the peak match between you and Huang Chen, I opened a gambling game and won some small money!"

Ren Xing took out another bottle of broken bone black jade ointment, untied his robe, and smeared it on his chest as he spoke.

"Senior brother, you can't paint it on your back, help!"

Wei Ping smiled awkwardly, unbuttoned his robe as he spoke, turned around, and turned the wound on his back to Ren Xing.

"Wow, Senior Brother Jin is here!"

"Great, it's Senior Brother Yunxiang Yunkong!"

"Ah, Senior Brother Luo!"

"Senior Brother Zhang Junzheng!"

......

There were cheers outside the Louvre, followed by a loud roar.

"Withdraw—"

......

"Click-"

There was a sound of footsteps, Wei Ping looked up, and a beautiful woman walked in the white light at the gate of the palace and walked slowly.

The eyes are facing each other.

It was a tired hibiscus with slightly messy sideburns, and a purple shirt embellished with gold blood.

It was Wei Ping, who looked embarrassed, his upper body was naked, and behind his back was Ren Xing, who was also half-disjointed in his robe, helping him smear his back.

"Hmph—"

With a cold snort, Hua Mu Hibiscus walked slowly without squinting.

"Guo Qian—"

Wei Ping was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, Hua Mu Hibiscus had already walked by him, and hurriedly stood up and shouted at her back.

Hua Mu Hibiscus frowned and continued to move forward, this person's head was funny, who was he shouting?

"Hibiscus—" Wei Ping patted his head and shouted again, reacting that she was called Hibiscus in this life.

Hua Mu Hibiscus stopped, looked back, a little impatient, "Something to say?"

"I, we...... I've seen it once, in Guyue Temple!" Wei Ping had a lot of things to say, but when he saw the impatience on Hua Mu Hibiscus's face, he suddenly became nervous, his thinking was disordered, his speech was knotted, and the last words he said were not what he wanted to say.

Hua Mu Hibiscus wrinkled the two moon-like eyebrows, thinking, only half-ringing's eyes lit up, remembering the scene when he shouted dumbfounded, and then his eyes showed a fierce light, "Are you that stupid boy?!"

The Feihong Sword came out of the ancestral trick, and with a whoosh, it shook twice in front of Wei Ping, and the momentum was violent.

"Don't appear in front of me again, or ...... Hmph!"

After speaking, he ignored Wei Ping, turned around and walked towards the center of the Louvre.

Wei Ping stood in place, his face dazed, carefully recalling the scene in Guyue Temple at that time, and then remembered the scene when "Wei Ping" shouted dumbfounded, and suddenly wanted to cry without tears, "I" killed me, "I" killed me......

"Senior Brother Wei, don't be sad! Hua Mu Hibiscus is a cultivator genius of the Ethereal Sect, fifteen-year-old Jin Dan Realm, and the person is so beautiful, that suitor is like a carp crossing the river, can be ranked from our Haoran Sect to the Ethereal Sect! You are just one of the losers. Ren Xing patted Wei Ping's shoulder and comforted.

Listening to Ren Xing's comfort, Wei Ping was even more sad, he took a step forward to catch up, only to find that the robe was half-dissolved, and hurriedly put it on, lamenting in his heart, this meeting was too much of a failure.

There is only a huge shrine in the center of the Louvre, and only a pillar of light shines down from the dome, enveloping it, exuding divine brilliance.

There are four giant pillars around the divine seat, divided into east and west, north and south, the giant pillars do not reach the dome, only half of the height, and there are four divine beasts entrenched at the top.

The East Green Dragon, the West White Tiger, the South Vermilion Bird, the North Xuanwu.

When Wei Ping chased to the center, he saw Hua Mu Hibiscus stepping on the flying sword and flying to the head of the white tiger beast, holding the flying sword in his hand, and stabbing him three times in the air.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Naturally, Wei Ping screamed three times, made three swords in a row, and facial expressions, which was something he and Guo Qian loved to play in their previous lives.

Since both of them love to watch Journey to the West, they have watched it countless times, and once when Guo Qian passed away, he bought a counterfeit Ziqing Sword and gave it to her. Every time she made her angry, she would pull out her purple and green sword and stab him three times, and he was extremely cooperative, not only screaming, but also body movements and facial expressions in place, otherwise he would not be able to forgive.

"Fool!"

Hua Mujin was amused by his exaggerated screams, exaggerated body movements, and exaggerated facial expressions, and after laughing, he felt that he shouldn't laugh, and scolded with a straight face.

"I'm a fool!" Wei Ping shouted at her, smirking.

Hua Mu Hibiscus ignored him, sat down cross-legged, and cultivated to restore the true element.

Wei Ping looked at the giant pillar with a diameter of ten meters, gave up the plan to climb the stone pillar, turned around and walked towards the palace gate, feeling a little happy, seeing the smile on the face of Hua Mu Hibiscus, it was difficult to be happy!

As for her not knowing him, forgetting him, or having no memory of her past life? It's okay! There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as she is willing to take the time.

"The cool breeze has letters, the autumn moon is boundless, and my thoughts are like living like a year! Although I am not, the jade tree is in the wind, chic and dignified, but I have my broad mind - strong arms and ......"

Returning to the position of the previous stone pillar, Ren Xing was no longer there, and his eyes swept away, and found him standing outside the palace gate, and walked over and followed his gaze to look at the eye-shaped square, which was empty, only bright red blood and golden blood mixed together, like a painting of a child scribbling on his hands.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Ren Xing's eyes were full of regret and loss, Wei Ping asked curiously.

"Uncle Cao, I don't know which turtle grandson stole my god corpse, my early middle god giant spirit god corpse, my early middle god four-armed god corpse, my middle god early wing god corpse, my middle god early three-eyed god corpse! Ahhhhhhhhh

"Isn't the Cave Heaven Tournament ranked by the number of divine crystals, what are you doing stealing your divine corpse?" Wei Ping's face was full of surprise, and he didn't know why.

"There are many uses for divine corpses, divine blood can be used to draw talismans, divine clothes can be used to change into magic robes, divine bones can be used to refine magic weapons to fight ghosts, etc., etc., it's all money, money, money......, money, money, etc." Ren Xing said this, his eyes were about to burst with rage.

"Ahhh His Naxu Ring is at the ground level, a hundred square meters, and the nine divine corpses can be completely stuffed.

"The corpse of the god was taken away, what about the corpse?" After the roar, Wei Ping looked at the empty square, very strange.

"It was taken away by the Protoss. "Ren Xing is weak.

"Taken away by the Protoss?" Wei Ping was even more strange, what were you doing with a human corpse, could it be the same as a divine corpse......