Qin Changfeng cut off an epic with his hand knife, which is regarded as a magic prop in the eyes of most testers.
Then he said faintly to the sword soul in the beginning, "Even if you want to be white, you are still as high as the stars holding Princess Qin, and if you don’t have a strong master, it’s just a piece of scrap metal … Are you white?"
There is no third time.
In the beginning, the sword soul immediately closed its mouth, and from then on, it rarely bickered with Qin Changfeng unless it was really unbearable.
"What kind of wonderful things have not been seen in the old world and can’t cure you of a soul?"
Qin Changfeng heart cold hum and aside the theatre Zhou Zhiruo floating flocculant together to the spirit world.
Chapter seven hundred and twenty-two metempsychosis flower snow qi ii
Qin Changfeng turned around everywhere in the pure land fairy palace of coloured glaze.
First, go to the hibernating garden of Little White Snake, where it is always sunny and sunny, and the little snake girl will always sleep soundly. Why do ghosts hibernate when they know such a warm environment?
Xiao Mo girl is sitting next to continue to understand the law of condensation source. Qin Changfeng can’t help her. She can rely on herself.
Then he came to the Lord of God Music, where the long hair is fluttering and the royal sister is repairing a door from the perfect world. I don’t know what the name is. The evil wind of the whole huge hall bursts with ghosts and wolves, and the slender and feminine figure of the royal sister is completely covered up.
Qin Changfeng, who has always been ugly and beautiful, left his pie mouth and feet in disgust, and left a deep stamp on the ground to prove that he had been here and swore the Lord more.
Finally, he sneaked into the moon palace and enjoyed the tenderness of the main waiter in the moon palace for half a month before he had to force himself to leave and prepare to enter the illusion world.
It’s not that it’s mandatory to start, but that it’s far from the truth, but that it’s afraid to kill the fighting spirit
As the old saying goes, it is not unreasonable to bury a hero in the gentle township.
But at this moment, a sudden news disturbed his deployment. The news came from the shopkeeper, who asked him to look for something with the shopkeeper and found it.
Before finding Qin Changfeng, he was not sure what this thing was, because he said the function he needed-to replenish the residual soul and regenerate completely!
Looking for such things is naturally Lu Xueqi.
It turned out that he could wait for her to return completely after the ninth reincarnation, but in the end he still found that he could not do it.
He felt an unprecedented tangled pain in the white dust frost body … I hope that her life can pass early so that the second one can be awakened as soon as possible and Lu Xueqi can be resurrected, but he has to admit that he is also reluctant to give up on the woman who was born unable to see things, and all this is really cruel to her.
So if he doesn’t go to see her, he just doesn’t know what kind of identity to face her, and he doesn’t want to go through such a life-and-death parting again.
The palm that was patted on the dusty grave was actually patted on his own heart. He asked himself … He owed an apology.
The ninth is really too long. If you practice the Tao, you will have tens of millions of years or more in your life.
White dust cream would not have died so soon if it had not been for the white Qin Changfeng’s mind and stopped practicing.
What a good girl
Unfortunately, when I met an asshole, I was doomed from the first sight as Yue Chan said.
Qin Changfeng doesn’t want to be an asshole again, and he can’t wait. He is afraid that if one of them fails in life, everything will be abandoned. He wants to solve the problem in his heart once and for all.
At the beginning, he was a small general with limited ability, so he could keep the hope of reincarnation in the ninth century.
But it is not what it used to be. Now he is the king of Half Step Avenue, and his fighting power is terrible. However, if he wants to resurrect a person, he will naturally have more and better choices.
There are no two identical leaves in the world, so it is never easier to resurrect a person.
If the soul has been completely cut off, it is almost impossible, because it is not taboo in heaven.
Fortunately, Lu Xueqi still has the ghost Qin Changfeng to fill.
But even so, the cost of its difficulty is enough to deter the average king, and the most important person would never do it.
Qin Changfeng of the Heavenly Punishment Hall in the Holy Land of Coloured Glass saw it coming with the shopkeeper, and the latter said in the first sentence, "The owner of this thing knows that the buyer behind it is you."
Qin Changfeng nodded gently. "What does he want?"
"He wants nothing but you to help him kill a man."
"who?"
"On the ninth day, Wang Liuxian was the Buddha."
Qin Changfeng frowned. "Then he really respects me."
Although the ten Buddha statues are in the same realm in theory, they are still divided by strength and weakness. Among them, the first nine statues are roughly called nine statues, while the latter nine are called nine statues. Qin Changfeng originally planned to squeeze into nine statues in the battle of heavenly kings, just having the first batch of qualifications to enter heaven. He never expected to push all the way into nine statues and won the title of the first Buddha.
Now he is still a king, and it is too much for the other party to make such a request.
"This is a letter. Only the strong are worth entrusting so much!" With the shopkeeper, the conversation turned pale and said, "Besides, you should know better than anyone that killing people is often much easier than saving people. How can you resurrect a dead person without paying the corresponding price?"
Qin Changfeng sighed and said, "Okay, I promise, but he must give me something first."
"Can" with the shopkeeper look serious "but is it worth it?"
Qin Changfeng evenly laughed, "I have asked you this question."
With the shopkeeper seriously correcting him, "it’s not the same. It’s all about you and I’ll be beaten back to my original shape at most and start all over again."
Qin Changfeng, you are really honest!
"Then I’ll tell you directly. Many people who hate me Qin Changfeng deeply like it, and they rarely cost me their lives. I must cherish every one of them. Otherwise, what’s the point of being alone at the end of the road even if I become immortal for nine days?"
With the shopkeeper’s smell speech, there was a faint touch in his eyes, but it didn’t show calmness. "I understand, so sign the contract."
The contract is just by the brain. Qin Changfeng can get this kind of reincarnated flower treasure first, but in the future, when the king fights, he must cut down the immortal Buddha. If he fails, he will go back to an identical plant, otherwise the consequences will definitely be unbearable for Qin Changfeng.
"Who was the original owner of this flower and why did he want to kill the ninth king?" When the transaction is completed and the shopkeeper is about to leave, Qin Changfeng suddenly asked
With the shopkeeper didn’t turn around and answered, "he doesn’t want you to know."
Don’t want me to know?
Qin Changfeng believes that this sentence is worth pondering, but too little specific information does not lead to more information.
He didn’t find that when the shopkeeper turned his body, his face came out, remembering and hating deeply, and he didn’t hear the imperial concubine Huang looking at it in the corner outside the temple, mixed with Nai’s complicated sigh when she went away with the shopkeeper …
