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The closing time of the Holy Land is approaching, and each of the three thousand worlds has sent teams to meet it. As a necessary foothold for going out of the Holy Land, the Four Realms have welcomed many rare visitors who are rarely seen in a century.
On the streets of Qinglong Realm, there are people selling the albums of talents who have entered the Holy Land this time, and those who are busy looking through it find that it is the old version from three years ago. The man laughed and cursed and threw the pamphlet back to the peddler, waved his hands again and again and said: "Don't read it, don't read it, I don't know how many of these hundreds of people have turned into the Holy Land, and tomorrow there will be new news on the streets and alleys." , you take this away, are you being taken advantage of?"
The peddler sang with a hippie smile, and put the booklet back to its original position: "Originally, I was taking advantage of the outsiders to make the last fortune, so elder brother will come to me tomorrow to buy the latest booklet, and I will give elder brother a 10% discount. "
A gust of wind blew away the books on the bookstall, and the footer of the "Latest Holy Land Talents Book" was rolled up, and it happened to turn to a page drawn with ink and brush. The outline is extremely flexible.
There are only a few sentences above, but I remember it is a person's name: Luo Jiujiang, the young master of the spirit snake, who once studied at Qinglong Academy, and was given the name Luolang by all the students. Good at making friends, open-minded, good at knives, and can kill with sound. Su Ping, the leader of Chiufeng Peak, said: "Brother Luo drinks the spirit of the country, and I can't wait."
There is another line of small characters in Zhubi at the back: and, the cultivation base has been promoted to Jindan.
The peddler didn't pay much attention to the old book that was blown away by the wind, he was still guarding the stall and selling it. He had made back his money on this batch of books three years ago, and selling them now is just to clear up the surplus and borrow the wind from outsiders who come to visit.
A hand suddenly stretched out and pinched the open book.
The peddler raised his head, only to see a man in white shirt with a kind face. The man in white shirt lowered his head slightly, his eyes were half covered by the shadow cast by his broken hair. Only the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he looked very gentle.
"I want this book, how much is it?"
The peddler made a gesture, which meant five spirit beads. Unexpectedly, the guest in white was rich and powerful, and he dropped five low-grade spirit stones without blinking when he shook his hands.
"Ah yo!" The peddler exclaimed, after a struggle in his heart, he planned to stop the customer and return the money, but when he looked up, he saw the long street full of people in front of him, where was the shadow of the man in white shirt?
This is a reward from God, a good start. The peddler thought for a while, but still happily stuffed the spirit stone into his arms, shook his head and blew a whistle: If you don't accept it, you will be blamed instead. Doesn't this mean that I am very lucky today, and I am destined to make a fortune?
At this moment, the white-clothed guest who bought his old book has already appeared on the other side of the long street.
He was accompanied by a purple-robed guest, tall and heroic, with a rough face, even if he deliberately suppressed his voice, his voice was still louder than others: "Why are you interested in the things that low-level monks make up after dinner?"
The man in white, that is, Bai Lian, smiled slightly, and casually flipped through a few pages of the rough-printed book in his hands: "At that time, a gust of wind came, and I just turned to the page number of the young master. The portrait is still somewhat interesting. I It¡¯s not that I¡¯m buying news about him, I just like this omen.¡±
"Yes." Zi Pao Ke echoed with a smile: "We are going to take the young master back this time before entering the Azure Dragon Realm, and we have seen the young master first, this trip will definitely go smoothly, there will be no bad luck .¡±
Bai Lian nodded with a smile, shook his hands, and when he was about to close the pages of the book, his eyes suddenly fixed on a certain page.
Different from the rough drawing of Luo Jiujiang's portrait, this one-page color picture is all made of fine brushwork, which vividly draws the man in the painting's contemplative expression, beard and hair are fully visible, and even the cuffs are carefully painted with dark patterns, A colorful luan is still painted behind him as a background.
The characters printed in ink on the booklet are the same as those just now: Lord of the Northern Territory of Suzaku Realm, Lord of Shenxue Palace Han Qianling, rooted in the Yaozu, his identity is unknown. Sexually withdrawn, reticent, and secretive. Good at swords and palms, he can fight quickly and control the enemy with one move. It is rumored that there is a gap with the master of the spirit snake world, and it is also rumored that there is a reason for him to have a relationship with the young master of the spirit snake, so we know that the rumors cannot be completely believed.
However, compared with Luo Jiujiang, the number of words in his Zhu Zhui is obviously much more, and the content is also very interesting: also, he is publicly recommended as the number one beauty among the talents in the Holy Land, with a beautiful sky and a beautiful country, and he forgets the vulgarity when he sees it. Picking up the message from the playboy: It is graceful about the ice and snow, so you know that the world is not as good as the goddess Gushe; you are so independent, and you doubt that the beauty of the North is better than Chang'e in the moon.
"Tsk." Bai Lian smacked his tongue a little and said to himself: "A comment can provoke two people, and this editor is also capable of reading it. I'd better tear up this page immediately, so I can't let the master and the young master see it." .¡±
Zi Pao Ke heard that he was relaxed now, and half of what he said was a joke, so he followed his intention and askedAfter no results, Han Qianling returned to the cold pool deep in the holy mountain.
How he once kicked the fragments of Daoyuan aside like a shoe, but now Han Qianling grasps them as the last straw. Different from the restraint and depression of the last time he absorbed Daoyuan, Han Qianling's behavior this time can only be evaluated as "extreme indulgence in courting death".
He accepted the last inheritance left to him by his biological father. In addition to the Daoyuan that made his strength skyrocket, the evil thoughts that entered Han Qianling's soul also doubled. However, this time he never made such a strong killing intent again. Along the way, he didn't even step on any flowers and plants to death.
After all, if a person's heart is about to die, then all the hatred and anger are only worthy of being a cold addition to the ashes, without even a spark.
Han Qianling's heart felt as if a knife had been twisted, and Han Qianling's internal organs were on fire.
Although his person is still alive, his heart has been watching Luo Jiujiang disappear in front of his eyes, and has died for him countless times.
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