Chapter 1025: , Ancient surname
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Doomsday Rise
- Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish
- 1451 characters
- 2021-01-29 08:38:03
"this is……"
Many people looked at that big flag, and their faces were shocked.
"They are also born, and the world is going to be in chaos!" In the corner, the dirt-faced man muttered to himself, with excitement and panic in his eyes.
"This ruin is not simple, and even the Ji family has attracted it!" The Taoist with the sun, moon and mountains on his robe flashed away on the street. He seemed to be walking, but the speed was as fast as lightning, and his left thumb was constantly on the other four. Beating on the finger, every time, the pace changes.
The huge caravan of the Ji family slowly drove into the blue city. This slightly empty city became lively after the war. On everyone's street, many people don't know the meaning of'Ji', but they feel that the team is luxurious and powerful. But when he saw the Wang family, Li family, Zhao family, and other families joining together, his face changed.
Wang, Li, and Zhao are already the top gatekeepers in the world. What makes the Ji family exist so humble?
On the third floor of the inn, on the window side, there is a jug of muddy wine and two small glasses. Liquor is not a famous wine, but its taste is not worse than any famous wine. This was stolen from an ancient tomb by Wang Er, buried deep underground for hundreds of years, people with mellow wine and insufficient skills, they will get drunk even if they smell the wine .
"Li Qingchuan, the Ji family can't stand loneliness. This Samsung ruin may be nothing to us." Wang Er held the glass and played gently. The glass of wine is full, but no matter how he shakes, he will not overflow a drop.
His eyes flashed when he spoke, and there was an arrogant sneer in the corner of his mouth.
Ji family, what is good is ancient, but what is bad is decay. The wheels of history keep rolling, such as the Ji family, which has become a foot-wrapped family, should have long disappeared in the long river of history, and was replaced by other families.
"Treasures are natural, and those with virtue live in them." Li Qingchuan's gaze gazed at the ancient typeface on the banner. It is a typeface that is no longer used now. The mountain type is only used by the oldest group of people. Representing their last stubbornness and glory.
The wine glass has been in front of him for a long time, and Li Qingchuan hasn't touched it. The wine is attractive, but he doesn't like wine. Once upon a time, he was also a prodigal son in the wine, not drunk and not returning, and being amiable, but now, that kind of life seems to be far away.
"What surprise do you think you can see today?" Wang Er withdrew his gaze, because the second carriage opened the curtains. It was a young man of about twenty-six or sixty-six. The ancient black costume was inlaid with Phnom Penh and looked. Such as electricity, dark and thick eyebrows, there is a kind of prestige
The domineering world.
One of the leading figures of the younger generation of the Ji family, Ji Zhuozhong, a person who often appears in the mouth of other people's children, is excellent and desperate.
"No more!" Li Qingchuan finally withdrew his gaze and passed Ji Zhuzhong's gaze. Before the decisive battle, he did not want to collide with this person prematurely.
The Ji family has appeared, and other forces will not appear unless the brain is caught in the door.
"One day, my Wang's family should also be like this." Wang Er's tone was a trace of anger.
"Yes, one day." Li Qingchuan sighed slightly, shook his head, and poured the wine in the glass into the soup. The majesty of the Ji family came out at that time. The people of the right time and place are harmonious now, and they are no longer available. Later generations want to reproduce their former glory, which is almost impossible.
"Waste!" Wang Er felt very distressed. There were only 6 altars when the wine was brought back from the ancient tomb. He gave two altars to the old man and gave him a good friend. He only had three altars. Every drink was very careful. This is already the last stage, so Li Qingchuan was ruined by a cup.
"There is another hour, I will go to sleep." Li Qingchuan didn't care about the pain in Wang Er's face. When he stood up, the person was gone.
"It's suitable for bleeding tonight!" Wang Er looked at the same sky, and the bright moon had come out. He sipped his glass of wine and disappeared in the inn.
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"Let's go back to the Black Dragon City." Liu Wei Anyan walked side by side in the deep underground chamber. He had a plan, but he was shocked in vain, and he believed his feelings. Yan'er and others cannot stay here.
The Ping An soldier had no right to speak. How did Liu Wei'an say what they did, but Yaner showed an unwilling expression.
"Son, the blue city is right and wrong now, why don't you wait for your skill to come back?" Yan'er cautiously said.
"It's made here, it has nothing to do with strength." Liu Weian shook his head. Before his skill was lost, he was not very enthusiastic about the ruins. He just heard many legends. The benefits of the ruins are endless, and some are just greed. After the skill was lost, the spiritual consciousness suddenly increased and vaguely felt that the ruins here were his creation and must be left behind.
If he misses it, he will regret it all his life.
"I have no strength! I think--" Yan'er closed her mouth. Liu Weian's eyes were calm, but she felt like a mountain.
"Okay, since you want to stay
, Just stay, in case of danger, don't cry your nose. "Liu Wei'an laughed and went away in the cold winter, the spring breeze blowing."
"Thank you, son!" Yan'er cheered excitedly, very happy.
"Will Banxian stay or go to the Black Dragon City?" Liu Weian looked at Xu Banxian. Xu Banxian was not a member of the Ping An team. He was a free man and came to self-determination.
Xu Banxian hadn't spoken yet, and Xiao Xiaolang appeared, his expression dignified, and with a trace of shame: "The Blue City is sealed up, and it's not easy to leave if you want to leave."
Liu Wei'an and Xu Banxian were shocked at the same time. As the little goodsmen came to the underground boundary of the Blue City, they were shocked at once~EbookFREE.me~ A huge formation enveloped the entire Blue City and could only enter or exit.
The sky and the ground are all blocked, and no one notices such a large array.
"The complexity of this large array, I have only seen it in my life." Xu Banxian felt it, and his face was horrified.
"It was improved on the incomplete ancient formation. It is more subtle and not enough to kill." Liu Weian looked silently, and said after a tea time. In order to increase the secret line, the boundary of the formation has increased the elastic area. It is possible to go out of the city, but it can only be one kilometer away. One kilometer away, you will encounter a formation such as a barrier or a ghost wall, and you cannot go out.
"Can it be broken?" Xu Banxian looked at him expectantly.
"No!" Liu Weian answered simply.
"..." If Xu Banxian was not blind, he would probably roll his eyes.
"However, this formation is not over yet. It is possible to gather the strength of the three of us to go out." Liu Weian's tone was full of strong fighting spirit. He understood the true meaning of the formation from the ancient books, and thought that the formation was advanced. , Suddenly encountered such a delicate formation, could not help but want to compete.
Xu Banxian is also a master of the formation method. Xiaolang Lang’s closeness to the earth is unparalleled. This formation method is based on the terrain. It is just right for Xiaolang Lang’s mouth, plus his formation skills. If this is not possible, he these The pain of the sky is in vain.
"Can you finish talking in one breath." Just a moment ago, Xu Banxian really regretted staying in the Blue City. I found that since I met Liu Wei'an, it was no good, especially in these few days, I saw King Yan several times, and the Blue City was too dangerous.
"It's not too late, let's do it right away, otherwise we will really be helpless." Liu Weian's voice fell, and there was a wave of turmoil in the ground, and his face changed.
"not good--"