In the fairy world, the deep blue night sky is slowly dissipating, and the thick clouds are gradually becoming thinner and more transparent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky is changing, like a trickle washing away the filthy things over and over again, from dark to light, from deep to shallow, in a layer of metamorphosis.

Time passed little by little, and in the Fengwei Restaurant thousands of miles away, Mei Niang stood at the position of the threshold, looking into the distance from time to time.

Her eyes were full of relief, and there was relief and worry. Tonight's events are both the presentations she has been looking forward to for many years, but also her unspeakable unwillingness.

She is satisfied with the awakening of Teng Desire and the growth of Teng Desire. But while growing up, there will be more missions, many dangers and unpredictable risks.

As a charm girl who watched Teng want to grow from a small age, she naturally didn't want to see bad results. In this deserted restaurant, only the sound of pure eating is left.

Roaring lying on the side, since the appearance of the black crow, it sometimes has a sudden battle intent, but more importantly, it is like thinking very highly of itself.

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The Zhao family's ball of light has recovered, although it has faded a lot, but it has also blocked the prying eyes of the outside world.

After Teng Xuan saw that the blue light had completely dissipated, he finally put his mind at ease, and if the red ghost god could directly step into the immortal realm from the divine realm, he would appear in front of him.

It seems that he could directly take his life.

Although there are a lot of creations now, if they are against a strong person at the level of an immortal monarch, they are still vulnerable.

Although there is self-knowledge, the mistake has been created, the cause and effect have been planted, and it is irreparable, and Teng Desire has never thought of reversing.

The threat of this red ghost god general was certainly great, but it was not immediately apparent, and at that time, as an inevitable hidden danger, he had to become stronger.

He put away the wind blade, looked at the other magic weapons in the storage bag, and didn't go to understand them one by one. Many of the pills that had been affected by the Red Ghost General's reprimand before had been wiped out, and for him, it was a great loss.

Now there are still twelve medium-grade elixirs, three perfect ones, six missing ones, and three broken ones. Overall, it's a good thing to do.

However, the inferior elixir suffered, there were one hundred and twenty-eight before, and now there are only forty-nine left, only four perfect pills left, only nine missing pills left, and the rest are all defective.

His expression was slightly annoyed, and he put away all the medium-grade elixirs, leaving only the products. He sat down again and pulled out the tortoise shell that his grandfather had given him seven years ago.

He thought of Nan Thirteen's words again, and threw out the tortoise shells engraved with Ning Immortal Recipe of all the Zhao Family Immortals in the bone ding.

Compare them one by one.

No matter how he looks, he can't see anything strange, if there is really something strange, it is only a difference in color, these Zhao Jiaxian's tortoise shells are all gray and white, and the tortoise shells left by his grandfather are as black as ink.

(If the color of the tortoiseshell is not indicated above, or if any other color is indicated, it will be uniformly black from this chapter onwards.) ）

Although there was a difference in color, he had heard that in some ancient families, there were also colored tortoise shells.

He clutched the black tortoise shell, put it down for a while, and then took it again, hesitating.

Seven years ago, Grandpa quietly left, and after his death, all he was left with was such a black tortoise shell. He still clearly remembers that his grandfather often urged him to cultivate, expecting him to grow up, become strong, and no longer be bullied by anyone.

But he has always been like an ignorant child, always hiding under the protection of his grandfather.

Looking back at this moment, things have long been different. (To be continued.) )