Sixteen years later, the Great Chu Liangzhou, Qingliang Mountain.
On a vast martial arts platform, two figures, a man and a woman, move with incredible speed that is hard to track with the naked eye. The man wields a wooden sword, while the woman holds twin swords of yuanyuan. They keep intertwining and sparring, practicing their martial arts like butterflies in bloom.
The male in the scene appears to be around sixteen or seventeen years of age, with an ordinary looking face. However, his eyebrows seem to naturally arch upwards, complementing his bright eyes, giving off a hint of carefree insolence.
After Nie Dong went in, the Internet cafe was indeed quite large, even though it was only a single floor. The entire area of the floor was about the same as that of the Paradise Internet Cafe's two floors. Moreover, Nie Dong saw many people playing Counter-Strike, and it seemed there were quite a few experts there.
"Mei Le Chen Ming, Zhang Zhen, and a few sisters, come over for a moment. I have something good to give you." Lin Yi shouted and then squatted down to start unwrapping the package.
She had no mind to guess at this moment, anyway, meeting does not require recognition. To feel close and know this is enough.
"Well, how are you doing with your practice of the Heavenly Demon Skills?" The old man looked at Jiang Cheng's embarrassed face and did not continue to ask further.
The ones she followed on the left and right were all the "elite" of Chen Lou, their weapons dripping with blood, not far behind them, a grand and elegant mansion, smoke thickened, and a raging fire was about to extinguish.
He took a deep breath, suddenly feeling a salty taste in his mouth. He was immediately startled because he realized it was the smell of blood.
As they were speaking, Xia Tian's phone rang. The number calling was not unfamiliar to her, it was Isabella's. In fact, before Xia Tian boarded the plane, she had already called Isabella.
"That year in the three realms, if it hadn't been for that old bastard, the god of all gods, interfering, I would have unified the three realms a long time ago. How could I have been stuck in this ghost place for a thousand years!" The black energy said unhappily, but he didn't expect the executor just to snort coldly.
"Dog stuff, I must make you apologize in front of all the CF players!" The anger in Nie Dong's heart was burning, though it didn't extend to Xu Yingying. However, from Nie Dong's slightly trembling body, Xu Yingying knew that Nie Dong now harbored a trace of anger within him, and was trying hard to suppress it.
However, such a situation is only momentary. When those people surrounded Wei Ling and Nushu two at a time, the other three were once again surrounded by the surrounding killers.
Several half-grown boys were enjoying the fight when they suddenly heard a shout. They unconsciously turned their heads to look at Xia Zhi.
The man was taken aback, still unaware of what had happened when he heard an angry voice from behind, slightly tempered by An Luo.
"Nothing, I just came to take a look. How can an ordinary talent like you appear in front of the most beautiful woman in the world, the Lord of Handan?" As he spoke, Gongsun Yuansan opened his fan, revealing a mocking smile.
Zuo Quan patted the hand that had grabbed his collar from Er Xing and said with embarrassment, "This is another visit to the toilet."
Although Cui Huijing's life was pitiful, Pei Shuyi's sacrifice to awaken his brother and for the people, can indeed be called a true hero.
The number of people who came to the city to participate in the Spring Festival was beyond the imagination of Chang Hui. The main road leading to the North Bridge was crowded with people, and the front ones entered the gates of Wang's fortress. The tail of the queue extended beyond the city gate.
He actually said that this was to lure me in? Such a thick defense line, isn't it supposed to keep me out?
"Not long ago, after experiencing a brief pain, surprisingly, I felt like I was back in my body. Gradually, it felt like drops of water falling from leaves."
However, in this age, most of the relationships will end up in marriage. After all, as the leaders said, any relationship that does not end in marriage is just being a scoundrel.
Then, he would give teachings to the heartbroken Yaksha. The sadness and pain of those who have lost children and parents filled this Yaksha. From then on, it became a guardian deity for children, also known as the Ghost Mother God.
