Beauty helps me achieve immortality

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At this time, the sky gradually brightened.

The morning light is dim.

Ruyi Mountain.

A vast place for immortals to practice, the mountains are like swords pointing to the sky, and colorful clouds and mists are swirling on the peaks, as if the morning glow had painted with a giant brush, outlining the criss-crossing sword marks and gullies.

At the top of the holy mountain, several great masters of the Void Refining Realm were gathering for consultation, surrounded by the fourteen captured sword tablets.

Among them, old or young, men and women, sat around and whispered about the sword.

The next moment, the world stopped, the damage caused by the outside world was reduced, and the self-healing speed increased a thousand times.

Wang Fugui's body was directly blown away, and Long Haotian looked at the embarrassed Wang Fugui with a devilish smile on his face.

He turned the eyeball in his hand and found that more and more eyes were staring at him. If he didn't handle it well, he might not be able to escape tonight. After all, he was in a "sea of ​​people".

If Zhang Mo took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, he would most likely be outmaneuvered by Liu Bei, and the final result might even be completely reversed.

They still had formal smiles on their faces, and with wooden faces, they hugged the ball and threw themselves into the flames without hesitation, intending to put out this sudden fire with their flesh and blood.

After looking around, Zhang Mo found that he was in a relatively bright bedroom. When he opened the window, he could see two white cranes eating leisurely outside.

Hill, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly cursed, shocking the other agents who were handling matters next to her.

But with the coming of troubled times, Tiantai Mountain, a prosperous Buddhist center, also became desolate. As we walked along, we saw that many temples that were once bustling with incense now had their gates closed.

The Black Mountain Army and Yuan Shao were entangled, and Zhang Mo did not want to have a direct conflict with Yuan Shao for the time being, so he could only endure it.

Of course, the premise is that it is at night. If it is a sunny day, with Zhong Qi's current skills, as soon as his soul comes out, he will be immediately burned to ashes by the sun.

After Guo Dake spoke loudly to the disciples who were watching, he rushed towards Elder Lu and the others.

"Did he do it? I didn't notice it last time, but you all were watching it this time. Tell me about it?" an old man asked at this time.

The people outside were crazy. They bit anyone they saw, and blood splattered on the white walls, which was extremely glaring.

The two of them ate something in the moonlight coming through the window, and Si Chen carefully counted their food.

The headmaster and the great elder also noticed the arrival of an elder at this time, and their faces were full of questions.

The housekeeper was very surprised by Lao Wang's sudden resignation. He had been working here for most of his life, so why did he just leave like that?

The light from the outside world rushed in impatiently, and the underground, which had never seen sunlight all year round, regained its light at this moment.

Those who were enjoying their meal had no idea that their every move had already been reported to Su Ci.

Without letting the two wait any longer, a new support order came again. The two looked at each other helplessly.

Li Yi put all the instruments that were not used now into the space, just like he was buying supplies, and stored all the laboratory instruments into the space.

The master is old and can no longer withstand such torture. He is often awakened in the middle of the night from a deep sleep because he can't breathe. Such pain is really torturous.

"Now you go find the corresponding farmhouse according to your group and ranking. Since you are staying in someone else's house, try not to make too much noise to avoid disturbing them." Chai Man said.

Although the video said that He Jie plagiarized Lu Yanxiang's music, most of the crazy fans still didn't believe it and insisted that it was Lu Yanxiang who plagiarized He Jie.

Wang Zhen nodded and said, "Go." But he looked at the painting on the table, his eyes full of affection and nostalgia.

The smile on Yutian's face was frozen by this, and it felt like she was putting her warm face on a cold butt. There was nothing she could do because Yutian had always been such a passionate person.