Vol 3 Chapter 2485: If people drink alcohol, they are not drunk.

The words of the Western Queen Mother seem to be talking to themselves, but they actually answered the doubts in Xiao Chen’s heart.
The opportunity to bury the fairy lake was left to him by the celestial fairy.
If you can penetrate it, you can get this chance. If you can't understand it, you will stay alive and die with the West Queen.
Do not want to delay the time, Xiao Chen asked: "Predecessors, do you know, this funeral Xianhu's chance, what is the mystery?"
If you can know some clues, it should be easier to get involved.
Xi Wangmu whispered: "The lake is born to die in the lake, life and death in the first line. For me, the lake can only be born, the lake is only dead. The era changes, life and death, life and death..."
Life and death, life and death?
Xiao Chen’s eyes lit up and he suddenly understood that the West Queen had long known what the chance of staying in the area was.
"What will happen after I leave?" d
How can I feel that Xi Wang’s mother is disheartened and seems to be eager to die, Xiao Chen’s heart is stunned, and she looks at the back of the Western Queen’s mother.
"I? I have been waiting for someone for so many years and I have already waited."
Xiao Chen has thousands of words: "I want to say, if I got the chance to bury Xianxian Lake, what would you do?"
"Why are you so confident? This is the funeral lake, can you go out, maybe you can."
Xi Wangmu turned and looked at Xiao Chen, smiling slightly.
"You just told me that the chance of burying Xianhu is..."
"is it?"
The Western Queen’s mother interrupted Xiao Chen’s words, which seemed like a smile and was unpredictable.
I don't know if it is the default or it is negative.
When the voice fell, the figure of the Western Queen Mother gradually drifted up, and the look did not like it or not, saying: "The chance is in front of you, take good care of it."
boom!
As the figure of Xi Wangmu disappeared, Xiao Chen’s consciousness also withdrew from the soul pool and returned to reality.
Reality, it is not as easy as writing in the soul pool.
The funeral lake is like an endless abyss.
His flesh is still in the dark water, and it keeps sinking.
The vitality gradually disappeared, and even worse, the soul and the gods could not be used.
Death is a little closer, but you can only watch it all, slowly.
Undoubtedly, it is more desperate than fear.
Only this time, Xiao Chen has no initial panic, and he opened his eyes in the dark lake.
The clear eyes are more clean and peaceful than the lake.
The Western Queen Mother said that the lake was born, the lake died, and life and death lined up. The era changes, life and death, life and death...
At this point, it seems that nothing has been said, but it has already been broken.
The era changes, life and death, death and death... only the turn back!
The opportunity to bury this fairy lake is the essence of the era of change, the reincarnation of the road.
The Western Queen Mother has already seen it, but she did not say it because she was waiting for someone. That person is not the sky, it is Xiao Chen.
She would rather use her lies to deceive her life, pretending not to see through, pretending to be waiting for someone.
Just because that person is her favorite, Cangxian Xianjun!
Whether you love me or not, whether you lie to me or not, at least once in your heart, I am a worthy person.
The era changes, how many people are involuntarily, how many words are insincere... how many deceptions and lies.
I can trust you, I know it.
I would rather be misunderstood by you, just to face the face and not ruin, then jump into the funeral lake.
In the heart of the Western Queen Mother, from beginning to end, just for you to wait for this lake.
The reincarnation of the mood, as expected by Xiao Chen, runs freely.
As the reincarnation of the mood slowly moved, the situation of Xiao Chen sinking, it ended.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on running the reincarnation of the artistic conception. The scattered vitality returned to the flesh at a speed of a hundred times.
Behind Xiao Chen, there is a circle of black and white flowing, like a life and death.
The scenes in the lake suddenly appear, and all kinds of pictures appear.
There is a figure in the world, in the world of the world, the next nine secluded, looking around for heaven and earth. The 100,000-year-old fairy grass is only condensed into a drop of dew, which is the dew that has been derived from this infinite heaven and earth.
There is a lot of accumulation, from a sloping land, to a clear spring, to a circle of water, and finally to this lake.
It turns out that this funeral Xianhu is the Cangwu Xianju before the destruction of the Xiandao era, collecting the whole world to the treasure and condensing into the fairy lake.
Then, according to the different attributes of this treasure, the reincarnation avenue is derived, and the final achievement is the horrible funeral lake.
The lake is born, and the lake is dead.
The seemingly simple sentence has already involved the power of the rules, almost creating the world.
At this moment, Xiao Chen, after running the reincarnation of the mood, activated the back hand left by Cangjie Xianjun.
His flesh is like a deep abyss, madly eating the whole lake of the lake.
If an outsider is present, he will be surprised to find that the entire lake of the burial lake is falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, a few breaths of time, the entire funeral Xianhu, was absorbed by Xiao Chen half.
After half a quarter of an hour, Xiao Chen Li Lake, has exposed the first half.
The lake has fallen to the point where his knees, the black and white aperture behind him, have evolved into a world of black and white ink.
boom!
When there is no drop of water in the lake, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and in the clear eyes, the spirits surged.
At this moment, his reincarnation of the artistic conception will eventually become a avenue.
The celestial celestial being, the opportunity left to him, is beyond imagination.
I will not talk about the reincarnation avenue that can be freely mobilized from now on, but on this piece of water that has gathered from countless immortals.
The benefits brought to him are unimaginable.
When the mind moved, Xiao Chen was surprised to find that his cultivation has broken through the three veins. I don’t know when to converge the fourth god, and break through Xiaocheng’s promotion to Dacheng Emperor.
It’s just that the gods seem to be special, quite different from the other three gods.
boom!
Just as Xiao Chen was preparing to check it out, there was a loud noise from the Quartet.
I saw the celestial body of the sky, shattered, and with the wind, the bones were gray. The fairy body that was originally not killed, when the funeral Xianhu was absorbed by Xiao Chen, it was turned into ashes.
Xiao Chen’s heart was suddenly tightened, showing an anxious color.
Looking up, I saw the front, there is a person standing in the air, like to go with the wind. She is a stalwart, the world is peerless, the world is beautiful, the beauty is like ice lotus, noble and compelling.
"Western Queen!"
The joy of Xiao Chen’s heart was completely dissipated. I felt that the whole person was empty and ran wildly toward the Western Queen Mother.
It seems that I heard the cry of Xiao Chen, and the West Queen smiled and held out her hand. This laugh is like a spring breeze.
However, this laugh is so lonely that people are extremely distressed, such as needle pain.
Xiao Chen’s toes slammed on the ground and vacated, watching when he would touch the white jade fingers.
The whole body of Xi Wangmu was broken and went with the wind. She was like a flash in the air, and when she smiled, she fell and fell with the wind.
Xiao Chen suddenly landed, closed his eyes, and could not speak for a long time.
The ancient sages are lonely, and the red dust is empty.
Such as the West Queen, such a genius, such as the ice lotus bloom in the Kunlun, the woman who led the thousands of immortals.
In the end, it is still like a flower, and in the face of the era change, there is nothing to do.
Tens of thousands of red dust, how many people, how many things, how many dreams are empty.
Say what the fairyland is, the world is invincible, but it is a liar. The Megatron is not as good as the West Queen.
But Xiao Chen’s heart, and some envy the Cangjie Xianjun, can have such a confidante as Xiwangmu.
I am jealous, how many women there are under the sun, can be seen as she does not break.
Can be as she is, indulge to death, even if the other party has another love.
The advent of what love is?
If people drink alcohol, they are not drunk.