The next day--

The sky is slightly bright, dawn dawn.

Morning Xi, it has arrived.

Mu Qinghuang held the heavy "Assessment Paper". Through the road of the chain, he hurried back to the Ye Gong.

"How? How much?"

Mrs. Tai, Ye Wuxie people are staying in the hall and other news. All of them are green and gray now that it is sleepless overnight.

Mu Qinghuang across the threshold, and the red eyes looked at Mrs. Tai, Shen Sheng said: "Yes ... 3.6 million people wishes."

It's shocked.

No one has thought that overnight, there can be a petition of millions of people.

In the past, this is something that I dare not think.

Mu Qinghuang said again: "I don't need to find it, martial arts in various places are fast and whip, and come to my door through various ways. Later, more and more, there are more and more people, and each warrior's face is fearless. Xiaochu Xiaochu.

It's worth it. "

"Yeah, it's worth it ..."

Mrs. Tai laughed, and she laughed so much that she had a tears and passed her eyes.

Most of them are generals for generals.

Zeng Tiema Glacier, Blood Battle Sand Farm.

There is a man behind him, for a lifetime, worth it!

"Come !!"

Mrs. Tai smashed her sleeves, and the scepter smashed on the ground: "Take the old man's shirt!"

When she was young, she was wearing a shirt and the emperor's army.

It has been three or forty years away from her last time.

Today, for the granddaughter, she stood up and stood up.

The maid arrived with a red silk tray, and her knees touched the ground, raised the pallet high.

Mrs. Tai pulled off the red silk above and exposed her armor -like shirt.

She picked up the corner of the jersey and waved it, and she covered her body, and she stared at the front of her eyes, and drank: "Follow the old body, go to the field of Vientiane!

The crowds are gathered in the leaves of the Ye Palace, ready to go to the field of Vientiane, and participate in this envoys!

A figure arrived from the outside wind and dust.

Emperor Ye Tian held two broken thousands of gods in his hand.

He put Qianxing's roll on the table, and the sight of the surroundings gathered, and he was shocked.

I saw the thousands of gods that had been burned by the thousands of gods, and the elbow -like Qianxing God roll was burned as the palm of the palm.

"this……"

Ye Yu's heart was shocked, and she wanted to speak.

What he wants to express, everyone leads to the gods.

Such a broken Thousands of Gods, even those founders on the Qingqiu continent, could not recover.

Chu Yue wants to restore the thousands of gods, which is comparable to the heavens.

Almost ...

Never!

Mrs. Tai suffocated.

"We stay here and wait for Xiaoyue sister."

Xiao Li said: "Sister Xiaoyue said that it can recover, there is great hope."

"No."

Mrs. Tai's mood under pressured, calmly said: "These two thousands of gods, you can keep it properly, hold it well, wait for Xiaoyue to go out to her again.

At the same time as you strive, you will also delay time. "

Xiao Li walked to the table, carefully picked up two slap -sized thousands of god rolls with storage bags, and then looked at Mrs. Tai nod.

After a while, Mrs. Tai and his party set off to Vientiane.

In the hall, there are only Zhao Wushuang, Xiao Li and others.

Tu Weiwei was sitting on the chair, and some six gods had no master, whispered: "This is too difficult."

"Yeah, it's too difficult."

Zhao Wushuang's eyes flushed: "But no matter how difficult it is, I have to accompany the master of the hall."

"If your head falls, there will be a big scar with a big bowl."

Ye Piao was wearing a green skirt, and the Paizi in his hand wiped the blood -colored ax carefully. There was a hint of hatred in his eyes, and his tone followed: "But all the way, all the way all the way came,

It's so dead, I'm really not reconciled. "

"Can't die."

Xiao Li's face raised a smile: "Don't forget, she is Ye Chuyue."

Inside the temple, suddenly there was a dead silence, and the cold winds of the winter were all around.

They looked at each other and laughed.

Even if it is suffering, it is good to have fun.

The moment he heard the name of Ye Chuyue, the thoracic cavity seemed to have a warm flame, giving each other's firm strength!

Since then, they have been waiting for Chu Yue's exit in Ye Gong.

Time passes slowly.

Deep in the leaves.

Chu Yue's reading in that mechanical ancient house has reached the point of abandonment of sleep.

The fifth Changhong left a lot of annotations for "Mechanical Mind Law". As long as you work hard, you can understand.

Chu Yue thus learned the materials for casting thousands of gods. In addition to rare gems and crystal nuclei, it is more about the power of the Yuanshen and martial arts.

There are unexpected effects.

After studying the casting materials and structure of the Qianxing God Volume in the "Machinery Mind", the customs were out of the customs.

In the main hall, Zhao Wushuang, Xiao Li and others saw her, and immediately got happy.

"The master of the palace, are you going out?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"What about grandma?"

"Going to the field of Vientiane, the five land held the envoy conference."

Zhao Wushuang replied: "On the eve of the envoys of the envoy conference, Zhenbei went to all places to call people named blood, and sentient beings petitioned. One night, 3.6 million people were petted for you.

In the field, we stay and wait for you to go out. "

Chu Yue heard the name of 360,000 on the "Assessment Paper", and his eyes could not help but make a shallow red.

In the mind, after a meal of chaos, only two words emerged:

It's worth!

"The thousands of gods who recorded the three land martial arts were found?" Chu Yue asked in a low voice.

Xiao Li took the two thousand lines of god rolls out of the storage bag and placed it on the table gently.

"Little sister, this Qianxing god roll is really too broken."

Tu Weiwei said: "Can you really recover?"

"I can try."

Chu Yue's consciousness returned to the mechanical house with two broken rolls, trying to restore the thousands of gods.

As long as you can recover, everything is good!

At this time, the streets and alleys of the five continent were full of wanted notices from super criminals.

Above, the appearance of Chu Yue is painted.

Seeing this situation, some old and young women rushed up to beat the guards of Zhang Picai with a fist, but they were rushed by the young guard.

Other young warriors couldn't stand it. They went to the theory with the guards, but in the end they moved Ge Ge.

The innocent people and martial arts suddenly became prisoners in prison.

Scenery such as such in the Lingtian Mainland can be seen everywhere.

At the end of the street, many young children sneaked to tear off the wanted notices, but they were blooming with butt.

Mourning.

For a while, people's hearts are frightened.

In the field of Vientiane, the envoy conference is also being held.


Chapter completed!