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Chapter 1810: The solemn and dignified treasure

Mr. Lu Xun once said that the Great Way is fifty, the Heavenly Spirit is nine, and the One is gone, and everything has a glimmer of hope. To a certain extent, Li Cang is trying to prove that the way of heaven harms people and has no perfect people.

emmm, I can only say that those who are willing to play games with him are not ordinary people.

The dazzling way of death of the Magician dizzy made Qin Zhenzhen dazzled. From encouragement to far-fetchedness to indulging in life to praise and then going back and forth, Qin Zhenzhen played all the relevant roles alone, which can be regarded as the schizophrenia style of the game world.

"A mistake, this is a mistake!"

"Oh, why are you dead again? Is there something wrong with the game design?"

"Cough, I'm distracted, I'm distracted..."

Suo Zhihui laughed until her face burst into tears, and she cried so hard that she was trembling. Isn't this? Comrade Little Lasso is not the kind of petty genius who is a magician. She can play with you in a game, a mobile phone, and a sentence. On the contrary, she is willing to accept it.

(Note: See Chapter 528 Li Lace here: Use poison to fight poison)

Qin Zhenzhen doesn't care, sits upright and doesn't mention anything except games. If you drive your car, I'm a dog for you. Today, my aunt's designation is no longer possible, there is no drop...

but...

It was Mr. Lu Xun's words, some things in this world are not something you can't interfere with without you wanting to. In this world, in addition to poetry and distant places, there are also teammates who are living in poverty. Qin Zhenzhen, who was sold out by pig teammates, was still fished by sustainability.

"Do not kill or bury it! It's not you who robs bamboo shoots, you! I want to move! I want to run away from home! I'm born!" The entire villa was filled with the cry of Qin Zhenzhen and Dujuan's blood crying, and then, it was Suo Zhihui's gloating of the fall of the insult: "Do her! Do her! How happy you shout! Is it okay? Xiaodog! Didn't you eat?"

"Boss Boss! She, she, she, she, surrenders!"

"Take it to you!"

I don’t know when it started, but even Li Cang didn’t notice it, and a blurred warm fragrance began to spread in the villa.

A faint halo like a candlelight rises and disperses, isolating all the wind and movements outside the world. Time seems to stagnate, and the sound is as if it has fallen into a fluffy and soft cloud corridor, walking slowly, walking alone, wandering, and suddenly appearing at a certain moment and at a certain moment, the sound is slight.

The room with more than 1,300 square meters without any partition is empty and spacious.

Not only the walls and glass curtain walls, but also the surrounding tables, chairs, ornaments and even the chandeliers on the roof gradually faded away from the sight. The sounds of resentment, admiration, crying and complaining echoed faintly, low, mysterious Buddhist sings lingered in it, forming a sacred and rippling tune.

Qin Zhenzhen's face is red and her ears are red, and Suo Zhi paints her treasure face solemnly.

A snow-white and fluffy cat with a fur is slimly clinging to the Suozhipai, curling up and relaxing with the orange-yellow warm light. The three tails have a fox-like face, and their eyes are narrow and long, indifferent and seductive.

"I..."

The spirit cat made a sound like Suo Zhihui when it opened its mouth.

"ah!"

Suo Zhihui was startled by herself and tried to open her eyes in a daze, but found that her perspective was directly above the three of them. She was observing everything through the eyes of a pair of foxes, watching her infatuated in his arms. Seeing that he seemed to be holding a treasure in his hand, he inexplicably felt a little jealous of unknown feelings.

"who?"

From her senses at this moment, Suo Zhihui felt that two blood-colored lightning flashed out from Li Cang's eyes when he suddenly opened, and his scolding was as deafening as the Honglu Bell. A towering shadow broke through the limitations of space in an instant, connecting the sky and the earth, and the exposed bones were terrifying and terrifying, and the strands of the three colors and three phases were like cloaks, and like a vast ocean.

In the ocean, the wind is shaking, and lightning is thunder and lightning is roaring.

Suo Zhihui felt like she was wandering and drifting with the flow like a boat in a storm. Her consciousness felt like she was destroyed and wiped out and touched her soul.

"Um?"

Li Cang seemed to have discovered something, and the three-phase phantom suddenly disappeared.

The orange-yellow warm light that was torn to pieces by unreasonably immediately fell into the villa with a bizarre rain. After the rain passed, the sky was clear, and a flower, an indescribable plant bloomed layer by layer, lotus growing step by step, and vitality came to life.

Suo Zhihui's blurry eyes suddenly widened, and she watched the fourth tail, which had grown in half, lost her language ability as the phantom of the spirit cat, phantom, pierced the new branch.

Qin Zhenzhen looked at it blankly for a while: "Ah? Ah?! She also said that you don't know how to do martial arts? This is clearly an evil technique to collect yin and replenish yang! Suo Zhihui! Your fox tail is exposed! Your fox tail is exposed!"

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【Fantasy Bloodline•Make-up Spirit Cat】

Fantasy shows bloodlines, giving the subordinates (Suo Zhihui, the only) some of the characteristics, abilities and spirituality of the makeup spirit cat.

Ability: tangle, spiritual power, incarnation, makeup, conversion

Chanxiang: Turn on the burning furnace in the morning, listen to the scriptures in the evening.

Psychic energy: clear muscles and clear bones, and fragrant wisdom.

Incarnation: Bodhi of flowers and leaves, and the worldly fate.

Makeup: Seven tails and nine sides are all like my heart.

Refuge: What you think and think will eventually come to your return.

Bei Zhikang was holding a piece of paper in his hand, carefully considering every word, and repeatedly savoring: "It has the ability of Daoyi Zen. I saw the illusion of Suo Zhi's bloodline, and it was also a solemn appearance of treasure. Xiao Tao, why did you object to using this bloodline script at the beginning?"

Tao Hongben, who was still called Xiao Tao, scratched his ears and foreheads. The old guy called me Xiao Tao, but is it a bit too much for you to call Feng Yuanqing and Xiao Feng? This is obviously different from seniority. This: "The sense of fate is too strong, but it is not a good sign. In our career, we emphasize a belief in science and obey our original intentions. Everything that makes you feel uncomfortable will not be pure in the end. However, this kind of thing can only be understood but not expressed in words, and there is no need to take it seriously. After all, Tao follows nature!"

"Listen to your words better than to listen to them!" Zhao Yang bowed his hands with his mouth tilted, and said perfunctorily, "It's not me that I said Old Dong... Home...! Huh, when is it now? What are you thinking about when you look out for this thing?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bei Zhikang glared at this young and incompetent mangy dog, and he was extremely disgusted: "Hongben said that her aura changed when she came back this time, but everyone was surprised at the story script entries, and they didn't think there was any problem. Everything was as usual after the panel came out. You said, why did it change now?"

"You guys are just um, ahhhhh, that's what the little girl chose, and she chose a bright mind. Isn't that obvious? I want to know why the result of looking at the air is different. Look, don't you understand it all when you glance at Li Cang?"

"Come again? If you want to see me again, you have to go and find that boy Bian Xiu, who is dancing with great spirits!" Tao Hongnen grinned, and shivered when he thought of the last time the scene of blood and tears and baskets filled with blood and tears, "But what Yangzi said does make sense. It's not surprising that Suo Zhihui's aura has changed. It must be influenced by Li Cang. She was the sense of fate. She chose this omen at the beginning!"

Bei Zhikang nodded, his old face tightened, and said proudly: "Okay, let's discuss it casually. Call you over and there are some other things. Another day, you have to be there to find Li Cang's little bastards to come for dinner. You have to be there. I have to eat my baby Zhenzhen. I have to give you an explanation. No, you all have to talk and try to get things done early!"

Feng Yuanqing almost rolled his head down the table: "Clam?"

Zhao Yang and old man Bei grinned at each other: "No, boss, the instructor Rao didn't urge him. Look at which of us is so tactful that we dare to speak out?"

Tao Hong's eyes, nose, heart, and eyes: "Cough cough..."

Bei Zhikang squirted his fingers and said, "Silly thing! Hurry up! Hurry up Zhong Jianzhang! Look, is that girl anxious?"
Chapter completed!
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