Beauty helps me achieve immortality

More than a month passed in a flash.

The turmoil at the Tianyan ruins gradually subsided.

Except for a few sects and tribes still staying in Qionghai Prefecture, most of the forces that had originally gathered together have dispersed.

The boiling Qianli Quhai gradually returned to its former calm.

It seems no different from previous years.

However, no one really knows what the elders of the major clans found and took away from the ruins of Tianyan...

Zhongsheng State.

Just as she was about to reach out to take the hot drink, Bai Jieyu, who was laughing just now, suddenly turned pale. The abdominal pain came so violently that she hurriedly covered her stomach with her hands, her face full of pain.

The late emperor passed away in the 34th year of Dongming, and the note was written 7 years ago, when Shen Xici was not yet born.

After some investigation, he saw a corpse carrying a sedan chair walking in the mountains. After searching his previous memories, he realized that this was Hou Qing. Now that he thought about it, he had not yet founded the Xuanming Sect with the others.

Jiang Chen could feel his bones vibrating, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

He felt that if this continued, he would definitely suffer a mental breakdown and become a walking corpse without any independent consciousness.

When Sixteen heard that Feng Xiruo didn't ask any more questions, he was immediately delighted and quickly raised his eyes to thank her, but when he saw the other person's eyes, he was slightly stunned.

He would make her accept him willingly, until she could no longer bear it and had to cry and accept his enthusiasm.

Liao Jingjing lay on her side, looking at her sister reaping the fruits of love with a look of grievance and jealousy.

The light in her eyes was as cold as a night in the coldest winter, dark and boundless with dangers everywhere. The people covered by her eyes felt like they were standing on the edge of a cliff. With just a thought from her, they would be doomed.

Although modern medicine is very advanced and a craniotomy does not necessarily mean death, craniotomy is not something that can be performed casually.

The difference was that when Xue Meng was about to let go, she found that Xiling Jing's hand suddenly grabbed her and pulled her out of the water.

Walking outside, Xue Meng opened the map, and three words appeared on it: Mole Peak.

It seemed that there must be some misunderstanding. Xiao Ran didn't know how to answer and could only remain silent.

Xiao Ran ignored her completely. He stepped on the air and shot out like a cannonball, passing over her head.

Time passed by bit by bit. Although Ye Xiaomei knew that the flight might be delayed, she always felt that something big was going to happen today, and she felt uneasy.

Seeing her remain silent with her head bowed, Li Yan straightened up and turned An Youran over. Seeing her suddenly darken expression, he instantly understood what she was thinking. Far from sharing her worry, his beautiful eyes flickered with a hint of mischief and smug delight.

Snake Bao, Xiu Bao, Yuan Bao, Li Zi, and Dudu appeared one by one. Wolf Bao and Snow Cat also ran out and sat on Xue Meng's shoulders.

Fang Cheng touched his chin, as if he had some idea. Only by killing living creatures can one obtain energy? No wonder the symbol has not changed in the past few months.

"It's getting late. Do you want to have something to eat together and then go home?" He held up the wallet in his hand and looked at the group of people, as if he was the one in charge.

The central area is a green zone with strange trees everywhere. These trees seem to have the function of gathering cosmic particles and purifying the air quality.

Jinju Street is a bustling street in downtown Hangzhou. Captain Xu got out of the car, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the cafe in front of him. Inside the cafe, an old song from the late 20th century played softly and soothingly, making everyone who entered fall in love with this peaceful afternoon.

The soldiers looked at each other, and their eyes looking at Chu Huan were even more admiring, but their sympathy was also even stronger.