Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Early in the morning, Xiaowu will rest, apes and birds sing wildly, and Chen Ming wakes up beside an ancient tree in the valley.

Opened his eyes and looked at the faint light in the distance. The white mist gradually melted and gradually faded. A breeze faintly floated in the valley, a corner of the mist was rolled up, revealing the blue sky, everything was wiped clean by the morning mist, and the air seemed to be much more refreshed.

Everything wants to be baptized by the stored herbal garden, clean and clear!

The valley was as empty as ever. The group of people I saw yesterday has long since disappeared, and the beasts have no idea where they fled. Everything seemed to be back to the original state.

The only difference is that Chen Ming has completed two tasks, and now he has to finish the last task before he can return to the previous world.

However, regarding the third task at present, there is nothing about it.

Ask the system, but I don't know, I don't have permission, or I just pretend to be dead.

Since there was no clue, Chen Ming had to wander around in this valley to see if he could find a chance.

The deeper you go, the more smoke filled the valley, as if countless mysterious and powerful auras escaped from it.

Is there any adventure here?

At this moment, Chen Ming saw a figure sitting in the valley, beside a small lake, motionless, it seemed to be fishing! The gray-haired old man was at ease.

Listen carefully, the sound of "click, click, click" beside it seems to be nearby.

It turned out that there was another figure, which was blocked due to the heavy clouds and undulations. Listening to the sound and watching the movements in his hands seemed to be chopping wood.

Is it possible that someone has already lived under the chrysanthemum-picking east fence in this secret realm, and has a leisurely view of Nanshan’s idyllic Life?

This is too powerful. Chen Ming went down, wanting to find out. To find out, when the dense fog was lifted, the two old men just now could not be seen.

What's happening here? It's too magical. Chen Ming looked around, trying to find the two figures just now, when suddenly a voice rang in his ears.

Could it be that the system father came to send the reminder? Haha, he is a real father, and he won't die.

【Ding! The system is being tested...The host, the secret realm is in a countdown state at this time. Of course, if the task is not completed in the final time, the secret realm will be destroyed. 】

Ciao, is this still a father? Did my dad scream on the horse for nothing? It was really wishful thinking and whimsical just now. Not only does this guy want to watch me die, but he also wants to take me on the road with his own hands!

Chen Ming's old blood pressure was in his internal organs, and the whole part was empty.

When you step on horseback, tell me how to accomplish this third task?

【Ding! Host, no permission to view. The last four hours, the countdown begins...]

I... I didn’t agree with the horse, you start a yarn, system? System dad?

"Hey"...Chen Ming let out a heavy sigh, and now it's unintentional to say more. You can only meet chance in this vast valley.

But this day, the earth is so big, where to find... if so... then cherish your last four hours.

I don’t know if everything is going well in the Green Mountain Sect now, and if Brother Master is also thinking about himself...

Reading to go, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the dusk is deep and the sky is wide. After the past years, it should be a good day for nothing.

Chen Mingbei came from it, and was unable to extricate himself from this grief.

At this moment, a weak and sad voice disrupted Chen Ming's thoughts.

"Come here, please help me, help~ah~ I can't stand it anymore." It was a woman's voice, which was a little frightened while trembling. Could it be that it was violated by a beast?

I can't do anything in the last time. Instead of feeling sad by myself, I'd better do something good and accumulate more yin for myself.

Chen Ming cautiously walked in the direction of the sound. The deeper he went, the more mysterious he felt. Every step he took, when he turned his head, he was covered by thick clouds. I can only see the road ahead, but I can't turn back.

That voice kept making a faint cry for help: "Help...Help."

I saw a pale green shirt falling beside an old tree, silk and silk as silky as spring water.

After Chen Ming walked over, he saw a weak woman with sweaty head and weak breathing.

Although it was in danger, it still did not hinder the thrilling beauty of this woman. She saw her eyebrows crooked, her small nose was slightly upturned, and her face was like white jade and Yan Ruohua.

The most exciting thing is her exquisite and energetic eyes, and there are pear vortices on the cheeks below, which is beautiful and innocent.

A string of pearls hung in her neck, giving off a faint halo, reflecting her like a powder jade, soft as jade.

When the woman saw someone coming, she seemed to see a savior. She raised her hand slightly, still faintly calling: "Help...".

Although Chen Ming had been obsessed with this woman's appearance for a while, he immediately recovered.

After all, the experience is there, and I have not seen any beauty of what level I have. These are all clouds after all...

Afterwards, Chen Ming began to look around, carefully weighed the layout of the environment here, and smelled a hint of evil.

Here the blood is blasting into the sky, the endless bloody mist is lingering, the bursts of fishy rumors are disgusting, and the scarlet blood converges into a river. Broken limbs, internal organs, hands and feet, heads, everywhere...

A body with a fairy god, hung on the bone mountain. Hanging in front of the Devil Tower, and the tragic state of being executed before death, it still remained intact.

With blood covering the sun, I am afraid this is a terribly bloody Shura world.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming's Divine Sense couldn't help but tremble, and this trip might be more fortunate.

Through the thick blood mist, a group of tall golems stand tall and majestic. But all were stained with scarlet blood. The huge tower of Devil, whose shape is very close to the head of Devil, stands in this gloomy purgatory.

Endless bones floated throughout the Shura field. Ten huge dry bone mountains stand tall, and the billowing river of blood whizzes past the huge towers, bone mountains, and statues...

An inexplicable depression shrouded Chen Ming's heart like a black cloud. This place was completely different from the secret realm fairy tale just now, and even a little out of place, a strange breath was spreading.

Suddenly, there were bursts of earth-shattering loud noises, suddenly bursting out like a sky thunder, the blood in The Underworld burst into the sky, the fishy smell was tangy, the blood was constantly surging, and the earth was shaking violently, as if it was about to turn over.

Chen Ming's body then shook violently. It seems that as long as Spiritual Qi enters this Shura purgatory, the entire purgatory field may explode with strong power.

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