Ling Ye led the way towards Qing Dusk, and the scene in front of him gradually opened up.

The blood-colored world is just a long passage.

Used to dissuade those who try to break in.

Facts have proved that those who should break in cannot be persuaded to retreat.

Ling Ye and Chao Qingdui are typical examples.

There's no way, who made Ling Ye a Mahayana demon cultivator haha∠(ᐛ"∠)_

She's worried about a p, haha!!

(ಡωಡ)

Just as Chao Qingdui came out of Fang Cai's frightened mood, Ling Ye suddenly turned around and asked.

"A good news and a bad news, which one to listen to?"

Well?

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Chao Qingdui looked at Ling Ye in confusion and replied, "Children only make choices, I ......"

She quietly glanced at Ling Ye's expression, but saw that there was no color on Ling Ye's face, and she was still indifferent.

"Aren't you a child?" Ling Ye raised his eyebrows, his eyes just staring at Qing Dusk.

The eyes are facing each other.

"I ...... Of course I'm a kid haha," Chao Qingdui smiled awkwardly, "I chose to hear the good news first haha~"

Boom, this bad woman was very gentle just now, and when she came out, she changed her face.

In front of a cultivator over 10,000 years old, she is not even a child in her early twenties, right?

Chao Qingdui thought, but he didn't open Ling Ye's hand all the time.

Ling Ye didn't mind.

It's been holding her for so long, and a little longer, it doesn't make a difference, right?

"The good news is that my magic weapons are still usable. Ling Ye said, looking at Chao Qingdui with purple eyes.

"Uh-huh," Chao Qingdui felt that this was not good news, and hurriedly asked the next one, "What about the bad news?"

"Bad news," Ling Ye smiled meaninglessly as the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "The bad news is that the spells of this palace can't be used." ”

As soon as Ling Ye came in, he found out about this.

Demon Cultivator's True Qi is going backwards, but her True Qi seems to have stopped.

The flow cannot be moved, and the condensation cannot be condensed.

It's like getting stuck in it.

"Can't use any spells?" Chao Qingdui repeated Ling Ye's words with a questioning tone.

Σ(ﾟдﾟlll)

"Hmm. Ling Ye nodded, "It's almost like being sealed by cultivation." ”

Repair for ...... Blocked?!

Is it too late to quit?

(ಥ_ಥ)

———— Dividing Line————

It's time for Xiao Yeqing to divide the festival again, I got up in the morning to write this chapter, and it was finished before half past nine.

Tomorrow Yunqi will be on the shelves, I'll try to have as many as I can.

Don't save the manuscript, the storm cries!!

You don't have to look at the rest!!

"Didididi!Dididi!World No. 32 is damaged at the first level!Request repair!Request repair!"

"No. 1 brings up the No. 32 world picture, and No. 2 judges the damage and the cause!" Ling Xi tapped on the keyboard, frowning slightly.

The world on the screen is badly shattered, with flying sand and rocks everywhere and strong winds passing through.

However, this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is the black mist, everywhere it goes, the grass and trees wither, and the flowers wither.

"Report!The cause of World Alert 32 is black fog, and it is expected that World 32 will be completely destroyed in three days. ”

"Check! Find me the reason!" Since taking on the position of space-time manager, Ling Xi has been repairing vulnerabilities and damage in various planes in front of the screen day and night.

"The black mist is called 'resentment' in World 32, and the damage intensity is level 1, and the deceased has too much resentment during his lifetime, and he will turn into resentment after death. ”

"Elimination?"

"Resolve the grievances of the deceased. ”

"The life of the deceased. ”

"I was hunted and killed since I was a child, and I have been on the run for thousands of years, and I died being hunted and killed. ”

If you are simply hunted down, you should not be so angry.

Due to the authority of the manager, Lu Xi could not know the specific reason.

By the way, start from the starting point and completely reverse the collapse of this world.

"No. 1, help me open the manager channel, lower the latitude, I want to go to the nether. Number 2 is in the lower realm with me. ”

"Didi, the manager channel has been opened and can be passed. ”

Ling Xi took the metal ball called No. 2 with one hand, and stepped into the light gate without looking back.

Ah, why is the word count still not enough.

I don't remember how many times we told the story to different people, over and over again, tirelessly, even with a shallow smile between the eyebrows.

There are too many stories with you, a honey pot that I cherish in my heart, the sugar is just right, not light or greasy.

Extreme thoughts like mine or extreme inferiority complex often disturb you and upset, but you tell me, "Forget it, don't reason with you, hug."

It's similar to when I slept for a morning or read a novel in the morning, I didn't click on QQ to see your message, and then I opened it every once in a while when you came to my message, "Baby?" "Baby, what are you doing?", "Baby is not messed with", "Baby sees the news, remember to reply to me".

Similar to every time I go out or go home to the classroom, you will remind me, "Remember to send me a message", "When you go back to the classroom, dd me", "Tell me a duck when you get home......

And many, many more, the soft whispers coming from the headphones when you sleep, the thoughtful comforting words when you wake up, and

I will pluck the stars from the night, for you will be my starlight from then on.

Why is the word count not enough??? I copied and pasted it for a long time

Lalala, plant the sun, plant the sun, plant the sun, plant the sun!!

By that time~every corner of the world~ will become warm and bright~~~

Ahh

I don't remember how many times we told the story to different people, over and over again, tirelessly, even with a shallow smile between the eyebrows.

There are too many stories with you, a honey pot that I cherish in my heart, the sugar is just right, not light or greasy.

Extreme thoughts like mine or extreme inferiority complex often disturb you and upset, but you tell me, "Forget it, don't reason with you, hug."

It's similar to when I slept for a morning or read a novel in the morning, I didn't click on QQ to see your message, and then I opened it every once in a while when you came to my message, "Baby?" "Baby, what are you doing?", "Baby is not messed with", "Baby sees the news, remember to reply to me".

Similar to every time I go out or go home to the classroom, you will remind me, "Remember to send me a message", "When you go back to the classroom, dd me", "Tell me a duck when you get home......

And many, many more, the soft whispers coming from the headphones when you sleep, the thoughtful comforting words when you wake up, and

I will pluck the stars from the night, for you will be my starlight from then on.

Aha, it's finally enough!!

I'll be more !! tomorrow morning

By 12 noon at the latest!!

✧٩(ˊωˋ*)و✧