The Life of Emperor Wu After His Seclusion

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In a bottomless abyss.

An altar building stands below, and above the altar is a relatively spacious black (color) stone platform.

In the middle, a big blood (colored) ball floats in the air, and the eight blood tanks below spread straight into the big blood (colored) ball.

The ghost king of Meiluo stood in place, facing the purple (colored) skin

The tall and strong man asked.

"How far is it?"

"To report to the ghost king, there is still ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine soul blood."

"Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

"Yes it is."

"This amount is really auspicious... This king just listens a bit uncomfortably, why not round it up."

"...Master Ghost King, still put the overall situation first, don't care about it."

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Inside Mo Ke Pavilion.

"So, what do you plan to do." Lingge spread her hands and stood in place, with an indifferent expression on her face.

"Junior Brother, you..." Bai Suling stared at Lingge, her eyes getting more and more wrong, like a policeman's eyes looking at the suspect.

"Cough cough, of course these are all my reasoning based on what you said, and sister, don't stare at me like this, I'm not a suspect!" Lingge pushed her hand away, turning her face away.

"I didn't expect you to be so agile at your young age, not bad." Wang Guxuan laughed, most of the anger in his heart dissipated.

"You kid is really good!" After finishing talking, the old man squeezed the armrest of the chair, seemingly unwilling.

"Brother Ling has a point." Dao Xuanchen also nodded in agreement.

"Then, King City Lord, how are we going to act?" Bai Suling nodded, and agreed with Ling Ge's reasoning. Although she didn't know where her junior brother came from that kind of ability, she saw the remarks that Ling Ge reasoned. It still makes sense.

"Don't rush, (yin yin) (slaying sha) sect will certainly not give up, and I will definitely commit the crime again in the next few days (日 ri), and these few (日 ri) will need your assistance." Wang Guxuan said, moving towards The others present clasped their fists and spoke earnestly.

Several other people looked at each other one after another, nodded, and replied in unison: "King City Lord, please rest assured, we will definitely help King King to catch (yin) (slaying sha) people."

The possibility of re-offending in (yin yin) (slaying sha) sect is very high, or it is almost certain.

"If someone from the (阴yin) (杀sha) sect is captured, maybe you can get from it what the (yin yin) (杀sha) sect and the ghost clan have (guanguan) relationship." Dao Xuanchen said. He reached out his finger and knocked on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After hearing this, everyone nodded one after another, and they all needed to make their own preparations.

"Then arresting people must be prepared for something good." Lingge said, her eyes floated to the sitting old man intentionally or unintentionally, and her voice was a little ecstatic, even wretched.

Old Man Mo is a good old man. Naturally, I can see that Lingge wants to (gan), and his face (color) is a little pale.

It may be because of the (yin) shadow left by Lingge's picking things last time, I don't know how many treasures are hidden in his Moko Pavilion, and I'm afraid this kid will pick his treasures away again.

Lingge seemed to know what Old Man Mo was thinking, and walked to Old Man Mo (身sh　n), and said with a low smile: "Don't worry, I won't pick my baby. Last time it was all luck. I simply picked some common things. You won’t lose out, Guipo manages enough!"

"That's good!"

Old Man Mo said viciously, but he was at least relieved in his heart, and the others looked at the muttering two weirdly.

"You pick something, it can at least come in handy." Old Man Mo waved his hand.

"Then it's better to be respectful." Dao Xuanchen bowed his hands, and after speaking, the group began to choose something that they felt was useful.

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After returning to the inn, Lingge sat around the table with four people.

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister, three of you, these few (days) you should hurry up and practice, here are some pills." After Bai Suling finished speaking, a white light appeared on the storage ring and the pills appeared in her hands.

"Ah! I want to practice again!" Lingge was speechless in her heart and shouted weakly with her mouth wide open.

"Otherwise, do you think you want to (gan)? Even if you take a break, you can't stop your practice and improve your strength early. There is nothing wrong with it?" Bai Suling stared at Lingge with her beautiful eyes, as if she didn't want her to do so. The mentality of cultivation feels angry.

"I see, Sister Bai!"

The girl said sensibly, stretched out her hand and took away a few pills, placed the pills in her palms, blinked her big eyes and looked at it.

In the spirit pill pavilion (日ri), the nun nun did not have much contact with the pill. The pill has an inexplicable attraction for nun and nun, and nun nun is very talented in alchemy, before they go down the mountain. , 囡囡 has been able to practice the pill, although it is not a high-level pill, but it can be practiced into the low-level pill. The alchemy techniques currently mastered by the 囡囡 are the best in the whole sect, the spirit pill. Elder Han of the Pavilion even handed over the ancient ancient alchemy techniques to Nun Nun, which shows how well Nun Nun was treated in Taiming Sect.

Mu Yueqing also took away a few without saying a word. She still seemed to avoid Ling Ge. After all, he had physical contact with Ling Ge, and she had never physically contacted a man ((性xing)xing).

"Junior Brother?" Bai Suling stared at Ling Ge and smiled kindly.

Ling Ge curled her mouth and reached out to take the remaining medicine.

"Also! I will stare at you, don't want to be lazy!"

Bai Suling didn't wait for Lingge's reaction, she grabbed Linge's white and tender face, and her pleasant voice was like a prank at this time, and her words seemed to mean something else.

"Understood!" Lingge said quickly. If he doesn't pretend to practice well, I'm afraid he will be beaten severely by Senior Sister Bai. Hearing this tone seems to be joking, but Lingge is sure that Bai Suling must be able to do what he said. .

It was not that he had never beaten Bai Suling. Last time he came to Wanluo City, the scene at Qingyun Inn was still faintly reflected in Linge's mind. The big stick was not lightly hit, at least he didn't want to experience it again. .

Stop talking, it hurts here.

"Sister, let go first." Ling Ge pointed to Bai Su Ling's hand pinching her face, her speech slurred, and the slight pain actually made him feel inexplicably comfortable.

No, no, this must be my illusion by Aya.

Bai Suling let go, Lingge is still a little bit hesitant, shaking her head, (强qiang) can suppress those messy thoughts, now the most important person is to pretend to be good, save being beaten by the senior sister. A meal.

Suddenly at this time, a (身sh　n) shadow appeared at the door, and Bai Suling glanced at the corner of her eyes, her eyes stopped on the person (身sh　n), and said in surprise: "Senior Brother Su Qiandao?"

Lingge heard the words, and with a soft sound, he saw a handsome man in purple walking into the inn.

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