The Three Princesses of Nezha

Compared with the first sermon, many people gathered on the edge of chaos. This time, except for a few speculators, no one stayed here on the edge of chaos.

3000 years may not be long or short, but not all the people of that year may be alive.

Into the chaos, out of the Zixiao Palace.

But many people have thought about it.

There are not a few people who fight hard.

As a Zhunti Jieyin who suffered from it, I probably have a lot of feelings about it.

Last time, he was robbed [da] and [jie] all the way.

This time the guide didn't say a word, just dragged Zhunti and hurried away. As for the light or something, let alone the street lights.

Zhunti was a little puzzled by this, and he didn't explain what happened last time. This time, forget it. He didn't want to have another "finale appearance", another name——

Step in the classroom.

From a certain point of view, there is no other reason for the sudden change from the last person to the first one to arrive here this time. Among all the people, Zhunti took the longest time to prepare in advance, and most of the others That is, at most a few years in advance.

Therefore...

When I came this time, Zixiao Palace hadn't opened yet.

Compared with the vast majority of people, the group of Wu people had nothing to do, except that Houtu was a little positive, and others expressed this.

It is impossible to go, it is impossible to go in this life!

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Unlike other races, the Witch Clan has no primordial spirit, and it is not easy for Hou Tu to be able to listen to it, but Hongjun's Dao is obviously impossible for most people to listen to, which is equivalent to playing the piano to a cow.

Hongjun is willing to talk, but they are not willing to listen.

Houtu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is there anyone who compares himself to being a cow? !

She could, and her siblings presumably could as well.

In fact, it’s just one sentence, what if it’s useful?

No matter what, he is also the first saint in the world. Even if the Wu clan does not have a soul, it is good to learn and understand the Tao. There is a benefit.

In fact, the main reason for mana growth.

Even if the golden lotus formed by the condensed merits doesn't take much care of the ancestral witch, it still more or less falls on the ancestral witch.

As the front row player in Zixiao Palace, the absorption level of Gongde Jinlian is not much different from that of the back row, so there is no one else.

Of course, Houtu didn't know about it. After all, Houtu was concentrating on comprehending what Hongjun said at that time.

After the persuasion failed, Houtu sighed and could only go to Zixiao Palace by himself.

And Zhu Rong made a suggestion that he thought was particularly witty, that is to choose a lucky one and go with Houtu.

Then there is no more then.

Everyone immediately elected the "lucky guy".

"..." Zhu Rong.

In the end, Houtu and Zhu Rong went to Zixiao Palace together.

Zhu Rong's heart was bleeding crazily at the moment.

Why is he so mean.

Dig a hole and pick it yourself.

The key is to ask for it.

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......

In Zixiao Palace.

There are more and more people.

Everyone waited together for Hongjun's opening speech.

Haotian and Yaochi stood not far from the two sides of the cloud bed, silent.

Compared with the last time before the lecture started, it was quite a long time, but this time there is not much time left.

If she could choose to lie down, Ling Zhuzi really didn't want to choose to sit, but her mentality was good.

On the way to Zixiao Palace, Nuwa carried out fishing law enforcement. Lingzhuzi changed from daily beatings to actual combat training, and found that she was not so scumbag, and she could crush others. All of a sudden, it skyrocketed.

On the edge of chaos, Nuwa lowered her realm, changed her appearance, and let the spirit beads become the original shape and shine brightly.

All of a sudden, many people wanted to kill and seize the treasure.

Nu Wa is different from some people, she simply used those people as materials for the Lingzhu, but it is unnecessary to kill the grass and roots, of course, it doesn't matter if she is really killed.

After all, it is a routine that does not dislike the old, as long as it works.

Lingzhu just stared dumbfounded at Nuwa catching a bunch of fish, and it was a continuous fish, and then he didn't feel any emotion about it, and his face was expressionless.jpg

Because there are quite a few people who beat people. After all, killing and seizing treasures is the norm in the prehistoric world. Even if this normality is shameful, it cannot be eradicated. Moreover, most of these people have never been to Zixiao Palace. people, thus leading to a rumor.

The weak female cultivator and the devil king who likes to slap his face, the two of them worked hand in hand, fishing and law enforcement.

Even if he is killed, there is no place to reason.

There is no such thing as cause and effect, after all, the cause is self-inflicted.

From a certain point of view, it can be regarded as clearing up the atmosphere.

In Hongjun's second and third sermons, the number of people who intend to kill people and seize treasures has been greatly reduced, and the "road" to Zixiao Palace is considered to be much cleaner, which is also a good thing.

This turmoil gradually began to change, and the legend became that on the edge of chaos, there was a demon king who beat people in the face and slaughtered all living beings, and took revenge on those who passed by. This is a later story.

A touch of red flashed like a flash of red light, and appeared directly at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

That person is really a red cloud. After he came in, he sat down familiarly next to Zhen Yuanzi, and directly sent a sound transmission to Lingzhuzi, "How is it? Will there be nothing else after I finish talking?"

"..." What gave you the illusion!

Seeing that Lingzhu didn't speak, Hongyun thought it was acquiescing, "Look, there is nothing wrong with leaving it to me. If you go directly there, there must be something wrong. Do you think this is not bad? I have experience in this kind of thing. "

"Please, ask, you, where, come, of, experience?"

"Well—why do I feel like you just popped out this sentence word by word?"

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Seeing this, Hong Yun didn't ask any further questions, and directly said via voice transmission, "It's like this, the experience I got from my friends, I often do this kind of thing, Zhen Yuanzi is usually seldom angry when I say something. "

Ling Zhuzi fixed her eyes on Hong Yun, and then moved her eyes to Zhen Yuanzi who was sitting next to Hong Yun, her eyes full of admiration.

What kind of good-tempered Zhen Yuanzi is to be able to live in such harmony with Hong Yun.

True fairy also.

Lingzhu looked back, and then sent a voice transmission to Hongyun, "If there is a next time, I think it's better not to talk, so that the boat of our friendship before can still sail, really."

"Why?" Hong Yun asked puzzled.

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After a long time.

The gate of Zixiao Palace was closed again.

Hongjun's figure appeared on the cloud bed.

Then everyone said in unison, "Meet the teacher."

When Hongjun saw Zuwu, there were only two left, and among them, Houtu probably wouldn't do anything messy at the scene.

The state of mind gradually became more peaceful.

Not long after, Hongjun discovered that it was a little early for him to be calm.

The author has something to say: Lingzhu: I think, I am super strong now!