Beyond the Divine States

The king of blood feather opens his wings. The black feathers of the strange bird merge with the night sky. The white clothes on it fly in the wind. The words like the curse of the youth hover and fall, which makes the eyes of Siming like ice and snow bright.

The time domain she established is rapidly dissolving after the arrival of nightfall.

Xueyujun flies away. After breaking away from the field of simang, Ning Changjiu's spirit finally breaks away completely.

Then the door of Zifu opened wide, and the bound Jinwu was summoned, turned into a thousand threads of gold, and threw into Ningchang's body. It was like a golden waterfall hanging in the night sky.

Siming wanted to catch it, but he could do nothing.

The golden waterfall became thinner and dried up, and it was completely pulled back into Ning Changjiu's body. The wind of blood feather King's wings rolled up in the high place, just like a loud laugh.

White and red skirt all disappeared in the night sky, toward the snow gorge farther away.

The snow-white cotton skirt of Si Ming's knee length is dancing with her slender legs. Under her bright and clean ankles, her jade feet in the snow are light red.

She suddenly turned back, her dancing silver hair was like ice, and the wind and snow around her body suddenly dispersed, and then began to melt, and the whole Canyon turned into a pair of sharp blades with her anger.

Yechu stepped hard in the snow, his puppet like limbs seemed to be rusty, and it was hard and stiff to move.

He has no face. He hasn't even painted his face tonight, so he doesn't have any expression at the moment.

"Si Ming, death." Night apart from light mouth.

In the dark, it seems that the astrolabe with destiny has opened and locked simang with the eternal star orientation, making her the only one in the chart.

Outside the valley, there was a roar of the giant head. Many powerful beasts, who were sleeping in the mountains and forests, either were summoned or smelled the smell of blood, began to wake up one after another.

But simang just gave a smile. She was awe inspiring, and she started her own power. Time immediately went back to before counting interest.

Before counting the interest, the destiny order of Yechu has not been issued, so it is impossible for Yechu to take effect.

The roar of the beast soon died down.

"You know it's useless to me, and you have to waste your hard-earned strength, eh? Is this to delay for them? " Siming's smile is colder.

Yechu coughed a few times. He turned his stiff body and continued: "we've been fighting for more than 700 years. Are we still short of this time?"

Siming said: "your body is dying. Even if you buy so much time, you still can't offset your own consumption. It won't take many years. I don't have to kill you. You will die first."

Yechu seemed to smile. His face could not see his emotion. His voice was like the wind blowing from the snow gorge.

"When I saw you for the first time, you were still a little girl climbing out of the abyss of fetal spirit. Your body was as weak as a bamboo stick that would break when broken. At that time, only I could see that you were carrying a lot of life, but I never thought about today." Yechu suddenly recalled the past.

Si Ming nodded: "I was born at the historic moment."

Yechu said: "at that time, you couldn't bear so much luck. If you didn't have my secret help, you would not have the chance to become the assistant of that God official, and you would not have been able to become the next great God official."

Simang was cold and proud: "this is my luck."

Yechu began to laugh, trembling with laughter: "in those years, you were just a little porcelain man, even the most perfect porcelain man in the fetal spirit, you can easily break it."

It seems that because she was broken by drinking, her skin gradually lost its human color. She was as white as a porcelain doll, but her facial features became more delicate and quiet.

Simang said: "you don't have to say that. If the kingdom of God still exists at the moment, I'd like to respect you for the kindness of that year, but that's 700 years ago. We waited for 200 years with a fluke heart at that time, and finally, it was the headless bones of the Lord of God."

Yechu sighed, "I never thought that someone could kill the Lord."

Siming was silent for a while, and said, "you can see that young man named Ning Changchang. You should have guessed some of his origins."

Yechu, this is also the reason why he didn't want to come out to save him at the beginning. The death of the Lord of God in those years was vaguely related to a big unsolved case more than 2000 years ago.

And this young man is very likely to be the reincarnation of a God in that era. Maybe he was their enemy in the past.

Simang said: "you have studied life all your life. Now the biggest life is in front of you. Why don't you open your eyes and have a look?"

Night in addition to the silence, he has never been a madman, on the contrary, he likes to follow the rules, stick to the rules.

He is willing to build a model step by step and spend a hundred years calculating. He is also willing to live in the desolate snow gorge for hundreds of years. He thought he would die peacefully and become a container for the commander to hold power.

But he didn't expect that the boy suddenly appeared in front of him.

His appearance has something to do with the fact that he bought the little girl named Shao Xiaoli for decades.

There is no book without coincidence.

"Even if I return to the kingdom of God, what can I do? Seven hundred years of decay, the past is long gone, even if you sit on the throne of the Kingdom, but also the next headless God just Yechu sighed, and his joints began to fill with snow.

A puppet, a porcelain man.

Most of the envoys and officials in the kingdom of God were born out of the kingdom of God. They were the souls who climbed out of the abyss of fetal spirits. They practiced in the kingdom of God like normal people. The failed ones died by themselves, and the finished ones gradually became human bodies, and then gradually reached the peak.

Siming shook his head gently and said firmly, "I'm different from you. I don't want to live here. I don't want to do everything. I want to cut the sky and find a way to live! It will be glorious to die at that time. "

Yechu said, "you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. It's a pity that you are conceited and stupid all the time."

Siming didn't hide her anger. She hasn't been so embarrassed for a long time. She said coldly: "if I'm not hurt now, you're dead."

Yechu slowly raised his hand, pulled out a silver thread from his body and said, "I know you want to chase them, but I'm also weak at the moment. You can try to kill me."

As a matter of fact, Siming was watching him all the time when they talked.

She is like a tigress, always waiting patiently before showing her claws.

She had been secretly exploring Ning for three months before she started. She was sure that she could see through all the details and values of Ning.

At the moment, night in addition to appear in front of her at night, she is also under great temptation.

But at the moment, she was not sure whether Yechu's appearance was an empty plan or a trap.

Night apart from a look at the direction of Ning long disappear, feel time is almost, no longer words, slowly toward the deep gorge retreat.

Simang didn't want to endure any more.

She raised her hand, snow in the fingers condensed into a sword, with her figure swept together, moving towards the canyon.

"Duanpu gorge, earthquake." Night apart from the mouth.

Under the earth vein, the lava and fire seemed to be unable to resist, and began to arch upward. At the same time, the whole canyon was shaking.

Siming also exerts his power. Looking back on time, Yechu's power is invalid, and the sound of concussion disappears.

At the moment, they are limited by their own state, and can only change the fate that happened immediately and the time not long ago. If in the past, when their divine character and state were complete, night can set a good ending for many years, and change a person unconsciously. Siming can also trace back the people or things he chose a few years ago.

At that time, they were the secondary gods who really killed people in the invisible. They were more powerful than many ancient demon gods in the flood and famine period.

At the moment, the realm under the purple court greatly restricted them, but it also made their battle more quickly divided between victory and death.

And their power checks and balances with each other, and the only way to kill people is their weapons.

This is also the epitome of the ancient power struggle.

In the snow gorge, their shadows are like two lines, one gray and one white, shuttling back and forth at a high speed between the stone walls. The splashing spirit left countless linear scratches on the walls.

"You're getting weaker and weaker." Siming pressed her step by step, and her silver hair was thrown back, revealing her whole white face. Her snow sword was broken and condensed. After several times of fighting for the first chance, she left a deep scar on her body like rotten wood at night.

Yechu didn't refute. The scars on his body didn't make him moved. He kept winding the silk thread between his fingers to Siming.

He is like a spider flying in the valley against the strong wind, while Siming is like a bird mending snakes. They are moving forward and backward at a speed that the rest of us can't imagine. Sometimes, in the light of the sword, the threads of night removal are broken like strands of hair.

"But you still can't win." Night in addition to light said a, and then to the silk line high-speed climbing on the stone wall, and then swing like high.

Si Ming controls the sword, and his white dress holds up a series of shadows, just like a white snake swimming along the stone wall.

In their confrontation, each other's power was offset several times.

Simang said, "who gave you the confidence? Is it a big year? "

Yechu said with a smile, "do you still find chongsui

Simang's face was indifferent, which was also one of her heart knot.

She knew the existence of chongsui, and also knew that there must be countless connections between chongsui and Yechu, but she couldn't find chongsui.

Simang said coldly, "what kind of monster is chongsui?"

"Why does chongsui have to be a monster?"

"How could it be human? No one in duanjie city has lived for hundreds of years! "

"So I said you were stupid." Yechu chuckled: "have you ever thought that chongsui might not be a person at all in the past few hundred years?"

"What are you talking about?" Siming narrowed his eyes, and frost and snow were shut in the ice white eyelids.

Night apart from words like a basin of ice water will drench her.

She understood the meaning of Yechu. Yechu means that chongsui is just a code name. It's the inside line of duanjie city that he put in. In recent years, countless bags have been changed under this code name!

She doesn't know whether chongsui is telling the truth or whether it is still just a fog bomb, which makes chongsui's identity more ambiguous.

She won't guess for the time being.

"What ability do you have to make a person die for you?" Simang sneered: "do you rely on what you call immortality? You are dying. Who will believe in your eternal life

Yechu's figure is like a nightingale skimming over a cliff. He dived down again and said with a smile: "no matter how beautiful you are, you are not a real woman. You don't understand the real seven emotions and six desires. One day, if you are determined to be with someone, you will understand."

Siming is a divine officer of the kingdom of God and a high goddess. She is impeccable and has no passion. Even for Ning long-term seduction, she is only a simple imitation of the women in the art building.

She had never really been in love and lust, and never thought about it.

Because the divine officer of the kingdom of God must be perfect, and emotion is a flaw and a stain. She does not allow her perfect body and soul to be stained with any dirt.

This is also the reason why she was so angry when she listened to his words.

It was a great blasphemy to her.

In the snow gorge, the battle is still going on. Yechu's power will be weaker every time he uses it, while Siming's Vietnam War is fiercer and fiercer. Her sword has left hundreds of wounds on Yechu's body.

This is also the price for him to venture out of the canyon at night and save Ning long.

Finally, Yechu was cut into the deep gorge by Siming's sword. In the middle of his puppet like body, the striking sword mark almost penetrated his body from the middle.

The puppet has no face, so I can't see his painful description.

As Siming continued to pursue, a black hawk flew from below, just caught Yechu's fallen body, carrying him to the depth of the snow gorge.

Siming stood at the junction of Yixian gorge and deep valley.

Her body bone at the moment is not enough to support her to continue to chase deep into the field of night.

But this is the biggest scar she has left on Yechu in a hundred years.

This can be regarded as compensation for Ning's long-term escape from his own hands.

But I do not know why, she stood in the snow, always difficult to feel at ease.

She knew that it was Yechu's words that caused ripples in her heart.

Even if she was once a holy and powerful existence, now she has been in the world for 700 years, and her mood has gradually changed.

Today's various or in their own heart lake caused ripples, even if the ripples again insignificant, but also a hidden danger of the seed.

Siming understood that she had to repair the flaw in her mood.

She breathed softly, and the wind in the canyon calmed down.

She gathered her slightly disordered dress and let the white dress fall down to cover her delicate kneecap.

The disordered hair cuts the indifferent sight.

"I've given you so much time, and I don't know how far I've escaped." Siming looked towards the direction of their escape.

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Just after fleeing from the battlefield, xueyujun's chicken blood could not last for long, and the last aura in his bones was squeezed almost, and he flew for a while with difficulty. It seemed that he could not understand his strength just now, and his fatigue surged up, and his flying posture began to stagger.

"Little master, I can't fly any more..." Xueyu Jun wailed. He didn't hold on for long, so he took them to a rift valley and stumbled in.

Shao Xiaoli tightly grasped the feather on xueyujun's neck. He hated the iron and said: "if you insist on it, you will be fed so many green dragons, Huolian and Yunv on weekdays. How can you say no, no!"

Shao Xiaoli didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, xueyujun immediately thought of the vegetables, tomatoes and mussels he ate every day... His stomach rolled out a disgusting feeling like anorexia, and he couldn't hold his body any longer. He ran left and right into a forest.

Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli both fell to the ground.

Ning Changchang snored bitterly. After being attacked by two swords one after another, he was unconscious and his eyelids were trembling. It seemed that his eyes would close at any time.

Shao Xiaoli is a little better. On her neck, the red blood mark left by simang is still stinging, and the blood on her body can't stop in time. With the extent of some movements, many scabby places are broken again, and the fishy smell stimulates her mouth and nose, which is disgusting.

She clenched her lips and lifted Ning long up.

"Boss... Are you ok?" Shao Xiaoli grabs a ball of blood and helps him wipe the blood from his face.

Ning long bite under the tip of the tongue, let his consciousness slightly recover sober, after the focus of vision, he shook his head and said: "not very good."

Shao Xiaoli thinks that the boss can't cheat himself to make him feel at ease. She is complaining and distressed. She holds his hand and says, "I'll take you home."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "you can't go back to duanjie city."

"Well? Don't you go back to duanjiecheng? So where are we going? " Shao Xiaoli doubts a way.

Ning Changjiu said, "go straight ahead... To the ice field, let's go there first."

"Ice sheet?" Shao Xiaoli has some resistance to it, especially after Ning had said that for a long time.

Ning Changchang said, "that's our only way to live."

Shao Xiaoli calmed down. She also understood that as long as simang didn't die, they returned to duanjie City, which was tantamount to throwing themselves into the net.

"Good..." Shao Xiaoli answered in a low voice.

She doesn't know where they are now, but even if they can reach the ice sheet, how vast and dangerous it is. Can they really go out?

Xueyujun struggles to get up from the ground and takes off with one foot to keep up with them.

Shao Xiaoli looked at its lonely leg and said, "sorry, chicken."

Xueyujun thought about the other leg of his body. Although he was disabled, he could be a crutch. He didn't think that he would give his body to himself after being cut off by the greedy little girl.

So it also appears a little depressed when it jumps and walks alone.

But at the moment, they are all grasshoppers on the same rope. Xueyujun sighs and shows his magnanimity: "it's OK, it's just time to exercise my feet. If that girl dares to come, I'll kick her face."

The more confident he was, the more confident he was.

But soon after, it found that it was not a crow, but it had a damn crow's mouth.

As they passed through the valley of poisonous fog, Siming caught up with them again.

Her shadow on the top of the tree was blowing with the wind. Shao Xiaoli thought that her beautiful face was the deepest and most terrible nightmare.

The night is like an endless tide. Simang's silky silver hair is undulating in the water, and it's a little whiter.

She's like a moon just coming out of the willow.

When Shao Xiaoli saw her for the first time, her steps stopped suddenly, and her heart seemed to be half a beat slow.

Siming's white skirt also has many gaps, but within the gap, there is still no beautiful scenery. Under the white skirt, there is a thin lining.

What she said to Ning Changjiu was a lie, and she never thought of going to wushanyunyu with anyone.

"I found you." Siming's words were also weak.

But at the moment, Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli are at the end of a strong conflict.

Ning long knew that she would catch up sooner or later, but she didn't expect to come so soon.

The ice sheet is still far away. Even if they set foot on it, they may not be able to escape.

Simang said: "I originally wanted to kill you, but I changed my mind. When I refine your gold and complete the sundial, I will take you as a slave. As you said, you will feel humiliation, pain and despair day and night."

Ning long quietly looked at her, indifferent to her words.

For some reason, simang had the illusion that he had been waiting for himself for a long time.

Does he have any hidden means?

She couldn't maintain her absolute self-confidence even though she suffered a series of setbacks tonight.

She looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "I hope you can keep so calm in the future."

Simang's figure swept down from the tree.

"Be careful, boss!" Shao Xiaoli shouts. She grabs Ning Changchang's arm, carries him on her back, and immediately uses her sword technique. As if she is defending herself with a sword, she runs quickly through the woods for her life.

Xueyujun also knew that if they died, he would not escape the fate of being killed as a chicken. He crowed angrily and puffed up his wings. Like opening a pair of bony broken fans, he fanned at Siming and fired feathered arrows together.

These arrows pierced Siming's back, but failed to pierce. Instead, after a short pause, they all rebounded and shot back to xueyujun one after another.

In the sound of seizing, countless pieces of flying feathers were nailed down on the trunk, and xueyujun's feathers became more bald after a rat scurrying.

And Siming has no time to manage it.

She's like a wolf in the dark, and the two "rabbits" are just dying.

At the moment, simang's body is also extremely tired. Although she is a porcelain person born in the spiritual world and has been baked for many years, her body also has its limits. Tonight, she vaguely explores her limits, as evidenced by the wound on her body.

But I don't know why, these torn wounds bring pain, but also bring an unspeakable pleasure.

Her heart trembled in the bleak night wind.

The flames of emotion flashed by.

In a twinkling of an eye, she ran after Shao Xiaoli.

She stretched out her hands and slapped them on the back.

It's too late for Shao Xiaoli to draw his sword back. His petite figure is directly shaken out and bumps into a big tree. The trunk trembles and falls, and the snakes and insects under it scatter.

Ning long evaded this palm with the skill of water and moon in the mirror.

In the past three months, he went out hunting many nights to draw spiritual power and lay a solid foundation. Without these efforts, he would not be able to survive this night. At the moment, the spiritual power drawn from the fire snake, gray wood and various monsters is surging spirally in the sea of Qi, which becomes the spiritual support of his body.

Siming was not surprised by the skill of water moon in the mirror. When she was in the library, she had seen this wonderful way.

One strike doesn't work, another.

When Ning Changchang turned back, simang's countless boxing shadows had already hit in front of him. Before he had time to move, he could only cross his arms and defend in front of him.

The thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thu.

Ning Changjiu is like a sandbag. He keeps throwing away and going backward, smashing one tree after another, then he falls to the ground and slides out, directly across the woods and falls on a piece of wasteland. After turning many somersaults, he can hardly stop.

Ning Changjiu's back clothes are all cracked, and his flesh and blood are blurred. He doesn't know how many bones are broken in his body. His five internal organs and six lungs are rolling like mountains and rivers. His limbs are convulsing in the severe pain, and it's hard to gather strength.

In the woods, Shao Xiaoli struggled to pull up from the ground. She fumbled for a long time in a pile of fallen leaves, and finally found her sword full of gaps.

She picked up the sword, gathered all her strength and ran out quickly.

Xueyujun originally wanted to sneak away and find a hiding place, but when he saw the running figure of this little girl who was often ridiculed by himself for her low talent, it aroused a little blood in her youth.

At that time, encouraged by his friends, he went to the state of Zhao alone in an attempt to become famous in the first World War.

After that, even if Zhao Xiang'er sharpened his spirit, he was almost the commander-in-chief of Nanzhou demon king.

It looked at his bald wings, sad from the heart.

"Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning, I'll trust you again." Blood feather gentleman looks up to the sky long sigh, also followed to fly past.

The snow shadow of simang's white skirt was standing on the wasteland, looking at the young man on the ground with chest pain rolling, and said: "you are proud of being able to force me like this."

As she said this, she grabbed Shao Xiaoli's white rainbow behind her. Before it was solidified, she was directly interrupted. She held the girl's collar in one hand and carried her to her front.

"I'd like to thank you for bringing him out." Siming looked at Shao Xiaoli's face, gently stroked her cheek lines with his fingers, then gave a cold smile, suddenly raised his hand and slapped it up.

Shao Xiaoli snorted with pain. There was blood between her lips and teeth. Five delicate fingerprints appeared on her snow-white face.

When xueyujun saw Shao Xiaoli was arrested, his pride was gone. But he was just about to leave, and his body was in great pain. He immediately remembered that he had made a contract with the little girl, and there was no room for betrayal.

Xueyujun no longer hesitates, pours on it with tears, and is slapped by Siming again.

Shao Xiaoli breathed hard, her cheek was burning, her hand was almost unstable, but she still yelled "the eldest brother takes the sword" and threw the sword behind her.

At the moment of throwing it out, she was even a little afraid that the eldest was paralyzed and stabbed to death by her own sword

Fortunately, Ning had more power for a long time. He raised his hand full of blood and grass and took the sword.

Simang sometimes did not understand why people's lives were so stubborn, but she had to admit that she was slightly moved.

And Ning long also difficult to support the body, sword to cut to himself.

It can be seen that Ning Long's spirit power is almost exhausted, and the lamp is dead.

His last sword is still the one that he put all his eggs in one basket.

Even if this is the fourth time to see this sword tonight, Siming is still a little afraid of the killing intention.

But it doesn't make sense.

She held out her hand.

In this narrow field, time seems to solidify, and the sword, like a light boat, gradually stops.

The night is colder.

This time frame technique can only be used for one person or one thing at the same time. Previously, she did not use it because of the interference of xueyujun and Shao Xiaoli. But at the moment, they have no power to fight again. Today's scene seems to be back to the alley three months ago, rather than move for a long time, just a lamb to be slaughtered.

Ning long stare big eyes, pupil slightly condensed, you can see all the details, fatigue and pain mixed inside, deeper also reflects his face.

His hair was so messy, and his pretty face was full of dust and dust. Even every cold hair that rose out of fear was clear.

If she could, she wanted to freeze the scene. She was intoxicated by the trembling and painful appearance of the prey before her eyes. Suddenly, a question flashed through simang's mind. She used to fight dozens of fists to drain Ning Changchang's spiritual power completely. Since he still has the spare power, why don't he use it earlier and go to the snow plain earlier? By then, the snow plain will be vast, which is far from the single and narrow road here. They will find a hiding place in the snow cave, and they don't have the confidence to find it. Why wait for me? Siming looked at his stagnant and painful eyes, wondering. Then she had a pain in her chest. A sword pierced the flesh and blood and passed through the chest. Simang immediately understood that his time cage was broken... Really broken! This sword is so light that I have to concentrate on it. And she thought that the cage of time had locked him tightly, and she only felt that the situation had settled, and there was a doubt, which made her slightly distracted. So this quick and decisive sword, when she came back, had pierced her dress and plunged into her flesh! And she just used the power, can't let the time flow immediately. The killing intention is like a knife, unprecedented pain explodes in her body. Ning Changjiu grabs her shoulder, pushes her sword hard, and starts to run wildly. Taking advantage of her weak resistance, he smashes her into a huge tree. The sharp point of the sword penetrates into the tree trunk and nails her firmly to the tree. Ning Changjiu also completely used up his strength and leaned back. At the same time, Jinwu flew out of Zifu and held his back. Since ancient times, a man with a red face has a bad life, but for some reason, simang's life is surprisingly good. The sword was half an inch from her heart. She is a porcelain person. Even if she passes through her heart, she will not die. But if Yechu comes back, she will die. Fortunately, this half inch... This damned half inch... The injury she had accumulated all night was exploded in this sword. The pain of tearing flesh and blood made her arm numb, and she couldn't pull out the sword for a moment. Vaguely, she saw Ning long indifferent eyes, that eyes let her feel incomparable shame. Her remaining light glimpses the withered branches with a slight luster on Ning Changjiu's waist and thinks of something. That day in the alley, the withered branches on his waist were faintly flowing with this luster! At the beginning of the day, his withered branches were not of any quality. When he hit his hands, he had no extra lethality except hardness. She only thought that it was a magic weapon that could not instill spiritual power, and she didn't think much about it. At this moment, she realized that it was wrong. And Ning Changjiu was also deeply relieved. After the alley that night, he kept thinking about why he was not affected in the time abyss, but could not move in her time cage. Their laws of time are of the same origin. Then he thought of his dead branches. That day, in Shiyuan's beehive, he put the dead branch into the rich and incomparable time mucus, absorbed the law into it, and filled it to the brim. So that night has been full of dead branches can not continue to absorb the law of time around him, help him out. So later, he just emptied out the rules of time. At the moment, the withered branch has become a mallet that is "useless" except for its hardness, and instead has become his greatest help. Although that sword can't kill her directly, the killing intention of Tianyu sword Scripture will explode continuously in her body, making her have no chasing power in a short time. Siming's spiritual power urged him to destroy the trees behind him, but Xueyu Jun, who wanted to mend the sword, was also overturned by Siming's madness. It no longer hesitated, and immediately struggled to get up. Empress Cang retreated, exhausted her strength, picked up Shao Xiaoli, carried Ninglong on her back, and flew to the snow plain. However, her feathers were too bald to support her flight, so she went to the snow plain. Her body immediately fell down, stuck to the ground, and carried them on the snow. On the snow, the light was shining. The long night of simang has passed, and the dawn is coming! After ten breath, Siming used the power again, and finally broke away from the fierce sword. They had disappeared in the field of vision, and she could not catch up with them any more. At the same time, the smoke rose high behind her. There's something wrong with duanjie city（ There's something wrong with the computer. It's delayed a lot of time, so it's even later. I'm sorry. (thanks for the reward from alliance leader Maggie zuige, Ji Chanxi and Dharma protector Mo Chenhe!)!! Thank you for your support and encouragement! At the beginning of the month, if you have a guaranteed monthly pass, please remember to vote