Wow, I can't get down!

Too old, ugly!

I, a succubus, have principles and integrity!

Before Mr. Chang finished speaking, Xue Ji roared angrily: "I don't do it--!!"

Then he flew and disappeared into the house.

Soon, someone came outside to report that it was Xue Ji, the envoy of the demon clan, left angrily.

Old Mr. Chang and his men looked at each other: "So what is Miss Xue Ji here to do?"

Xinglang: "No matter what he is here to do! I just want to know how the Lord is doing now?"

Mr. Chang took out Pojun's soul lamp.

I saw that the soul fire above was still bright and dark, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

His brows couldn't help but frown: "Your Majesty and Pojun will definitely be fine."

Although I said this, I don’t know why, Mr. Chang always had a bad premonition in his heart.

He couldn't help but take out the Hunyuan Heluo horoscope.

The horoscope is already buzzing, but there is no special change.

But this "as usual" is like the turbulent waves hidden under the calm lake.

Just wait for the time to come, huge waves will be set off.

...

The Continent of Cultivation and the Great Compassion Temple.

When—!When—!When—!When!

In the empty temple, the dull and distant bells are echoing again and again.

A man in a cassock stood at the entrance of the hall, looking at the direction of the bell, with a solemn expression and a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"Master, this day has finally arrived."

He was wearing a cassock and shaved his head.

But he didn't hold any golden bowl and staff in his hand, and his tone of speaking was not like a monk at all.

"The real ghost clock finally rang."

"Amitabha!"

An old voice came from behind the man in the robe, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish gently tapping, calm and quiet, as if it had the power to calm people's hearts.

"All actions are impermanent, which is the law of birth and death. After birth and death, nirvana is joy."

"There are destinies and evils, everything has a fixed number. What should come will come in the end."

The man in the cassock closed his eyes and whispered: "Yes, what should come will come after all, but this time, the disciple will never let it... escape again!"

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Floating island.

After the battle of the Blue Emperor Camp, the entire floating island was almost reshuffled.

No one expected that in the end of this battle, the three alliances, six families and eight sects, and the Lan Empire became the loser.

The only one that rose after this war was Xiaoyao City.

This small town that had not long appeared, and their young and incredible city lord, became the unique overlord of the floating island in just one year.

News that the floating island is about to fall within five years has spread across the island.

Some are confused, some are desperate, and some are actively preparing.

Some people also heard the sound of the wind and rushed to the vicinity of Xiaoyao City, hoping to get their protection.

But Mu Yan and Xiaoyao's six sons are not Lan Chuxi.

They will do everything to protect their relatives and friends they value.

But you will never be stuck by irrelevant people.

Want to threaten them, want moral kidnapping?

Haha! Then don’t wait for the floating island to be destroyed, and now it’s time to fall.

Do you really think the names of the female devil and the seven devils of Xiaoyao are decorations?

After suffering a few times.

These people naturally knew that Xiaoyao City would not pay attention to their tantrums.

And as ten thousand years ago, a person sacrificed himself as a sacrifice and created a smooth journey for all of them, which would never happen again.
Chapter completed!