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"Don't force it, you still have me." Shen Wuwang climbed up with a smile of Yingrun, tightly interlocking her fingers.

The old man next door turned his eyes inadvertently. As a result, he saw two monks with the same outstanding appearance, holding their hands together, and the message passed between his eyes made him shiver.

Although immortal practitioners do whatever they want, but--

In Xianxian Realm, the harmony between Yin and Yang is the right way, and the real Longyang habit is still rare.

He rubbed his arms, and the apprentice noticed his strangeness behind him, and worriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The old man's face immediately collapsed, his expression solemn, "Shut up! Watch the game!"

Su Kui is funny. This old man's emotional drama is also very rich ~

Only the apprentice who had been murdered had touched his nose inexplicably, very innocent.

"It's because of you that I can't take it lightly and not become an immortal. How can I be worthy of you? I am right, huh?" Su Kuiwei raised his voice, and the soft and lazy tone was drawn from the heart of the feathers Ever.

Shen Buwang was suddenly beaten by her blushing heart, and retorted in her mouth, "It's wrong, even if you can't practice, just a mortal, I can voluntarily give up the fairy road and accompany you for a hundred years."

"Good ~"

Responding to Shen Wuwang, Su Kui was frivolous and touched the back of his smooth, jade-like hand, "What do you do if you talk so much that I like you more? I want to eat you--"

Shen Buwang's eyebrows fluttered, his expressionless face was hot, but it had the posture of Liaoyuan.

He flushed his face, Su Kui turned his back to him, and could not appreciate such a beautiful view. After only a long while, he suddenly twitched and vomited, saying a word that made Su Kui almost vomit blood. "

Su Kui: ...

Great, my stupid Taoist.

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Since Su Kui entered the field, he has not taken a straight eye, looked at the people present, and did not even deliberately look for Mo Wang.

The two have said that it has not been seen for ten years, does Su Kui not worry, is Mo Wang's strength far higher than her?

This is what Mo Wang is most worried about. She signed a life-and-death contract with the other party. In short, there can only be one person who can live in this world after this game. As for who that person is, Mo Wang of course Hope is her own.

She has countless ambitions, and she has to board a more distant fairy road and embark on a fairy road.

And Fuguang Jue is the orthodox Xianjia Taoism. In the past ten years, she didn't want to get Fuguang Jue in one day.

The complicated eyes fell in the distance, and the man who was still a child, like a playboy, beside her, stood the man ten years ago. I just don't know what happened, my black hair turned into silver.

But this does not mean that it will make him look old, but deepens the immortal energy and lingering of his whole body, just like the fairy immortals who walked down from the nine days, will disappear in front of mortal eyes at any time.

At this moment, he looked at the young man in red on the seat. His eyes were full of tender affection almost overflowing.

Mo Wang held his hands tightly and closed his eyes.

She has only herself, she knows clearly.

Therefore, this game can only be won, not lost!

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"The next challenger, Mo Wang, the second disciple from Lingxian School's imaginary elders, and ... from, um, Fu Changan?" There is only one name, and the person who sang loudly almost thought he was wrong. Continue to read, but when he saw the next line, he broke his eyes again.

What, what? !