Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Yongning Prefecture, Shouyun Mountain.

The morning light is dim, and the late autumn mist covers the peach and willow trees.

The sound of the waterfall was gurgling, mixed with the occasional laughter of Qingci and Leng Xian.

The seventh floor of the palace is the place with the richest spiritual energy and is the place for retreat and practice.

The Palace Master Qin, who used to be so quiet and detached, now gently pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed and a little blurry.

Her breathing wasn't as steady as usual during meditation, and her slender fingers were slightly curled and trembling...

The ice fragments shot into the pool directly froze the water surface into ice cubes, which shows how much spiritual power is contained in the splashing ice cones.

There were currently about six hundred soldiers in the Yiwei Division, and another hundred or so were newly recruited by Yibin Wu Jinghe. These people had only been there a short time, so their roster was kept separately, and they were not included in the payroll this time.

Feng Wuhen wasn't as cunning as they thought! His body shook, leaving a few shadows in the air before disappearing from the spot.

Looking at the bottle of super adhesive that had obviously been used up, Yakumo Mo overturned the coffee table in his mind.

Under the moonlight, some warriors chose to communicate and chat in the courtyard. However, their expressions were not relaxed, and could even be described as solemn and complicated.

Without saying a word, the fat man swung the machete in his hand and struck half of the face of a nearby wolf, then retreated.

In the dark space, a vast and endless sea of ​​thunder dominates the sky. At a glance, there is no end in sight. The sea of ​​thunder surges, and the huge black divine thunder roars like an angry dragon. The sound of thunder makes the space tremble. The power of heaven and earth is extremely terrifying.

Everyone already knew about the martial arts of the Soul-Separating Island. They were just slightly stunned, their eyes shining as they watched the increasingly solid figure.

The tip of this bow was made from the horn of a powerful foreign demon he killed, and the handle was forged from Cang Yu Xuan Bing Iron. He also consumed a lot of his Thunder Soul Fire in the forging and casting process.

Xiao Yu did not want Xiao Lin to be the Human Emperor, but he knew that Xiao Lin was very ambitious and wanted to be the Human Emperor. Therefore, when King Ming mentioned that Xiao Lin should be the Human Emperor, he was worried that this would hurt the relationship between them as father and son, which was not very deep to begin with, so he did not refuse.

Would Zhiyan want me to start a massive war that would engulf the entire world just for him? Would he want to see me in such an ugly state, my hands covered in blood? Could we two truly feel at peace with the happiness we built on the corpses of countless people? Would I not hear the cries of those innocent victims in my dreams at night?

The Andong Road was established with its capital in Liaocheng, which was located in the Liaojun and Haizhou states along the East China Sea, which were adjacent to Silla and Bohai, as well as more than 20 states newly naturalized by the Andong Protectorate, and many military towns and garrisons.

Now, among the sea monsters, in addition to the sea dragon, there are three sea dragon snakes that have also reached the realm of heaven and man.

The moment the main continent's Netherworld Temple bestowed its miracle, the tide of faith above the ancient castle suddenly expanded several times. The clone's eyes moved slightly and he finally woke up.

"Your Highness, please don't say these words. I am truly frightened." This secret guard has watched Liu Zixuan grow up and is one of the few people who understands her growth journey. It is not surprising that she would have such thoughts.

Looking at all the disciples in Piaomiao Palace, there are very few who like to meddle in other people's business like Yang Youwei.

The three of them raised their glasses together. Each took a sip, under the quizzical looks of the officials standing there. Then Ma Xiaohui and the others said goodbye and left.

"Well..." Ximen Tingxue said nothing. If he asked him to die, would he die? This was a question.

Their activities were said to be so fruitful that a legend about their "Qingfeng Mingyue" (clear wind, bright moon) became popular. The phrase "Qingfeng" means "the wind that sneaks into the night, moistening everything silently." It was also said that their actions to take lives were just as silent and far-reaching.