Chen Ye did not tell the **** twenty-three generations of Blood Mary.

The mask shop not far away kept lifting up something.

Everything is packed.

Twenty-three generations of blood Mary rushed to deal with it.

Chen Yuan did not stay here either, but left Xiao Gelin.

Passing by the coastal park, the lights here are dim.

There are many tourists, like the coastal city at night, which is extremely domestic.

Not far away, a beautiful and touching woman sat cross-legged on a stone pier.

Chen Xuan walked towards the woman.

He came to the pier and looked up at the woman.

"I haven't seen you in a long time." Chen Yan said hello.

The woman was wearing jeans, a tube top with a suspender, and one hand on her chin.

Three thousand worries shrugged over his shoulders.

The face was slightly powdered with powder, but it was extremely glamorous.

"It really surprised me. I didn't expect we would meet again in this way." The woman said lightly.

"I didn't expect that we would meet. This is a fate."

Chen Yan also smiled lightly, his eyes fell on the woman's waist, and the fox mask was faintly visible under the blue silk.

"Thank you for getting this mask for me."

Chen Ye was slightly surprised: "The mask is hanging there and anyone can get it. I can't think of a reason to thank me."

"Your daughter is an attractive person. You are a lawbreaker. I waited in that shop for three days. I couldn't find the mask until you and your daughter appeared."

"You mean, was this mask originally magical?"

"Ok."

"So what does this mask mean to you?"

"Qing Qiu resigned, bone mourned, Huang Sha has thousands of miles without bounds, sang the yellow beams in his dreams, and found a long way home.

"What's the word? I haven't heard of it, is there any later?"

Chen Ye really hasn't done much research on poetry and song.

And what women sing is unheard of.

"Forget it, you vulgar, I don't want to talk to you."

Chen Xun poked his lips, horse eggs, just because I hadn't heard the word, said I was a layman? This is too much.

The woman stood up, "It's time to go."

"okay, bye."

"I made those masks, ordinary gadgets. After I came out of the seal, I learned some craftsmanship while I was in the east ... Did you lose it?"

The woman looked at Chen Yan with dissatisfaction.

"No." Chen Yan took out his mask, which he had previously placed in the space ring.

The woman nodded with satisfaction.

"Your daughter is so talented. How about being a disciple for me?"

"Ha ha……"

"If you don't want it, don't want it. It's bad to be so ridiculous."

The woman is dissatisfied, Chen Chen will not accommodate her.

Although they are not deadly enemies, they are not friends.

What's more, this woman is notorious, so she has no future for her daughter to be an apprentice.

The woman drew a ray of blue silk from her head.

"For your daughter."

"I've seen stingy, I haven't seen such a stingy one." Chen Yan pumped his cheeks. "Are your hair made of gold? The Guanyin Bodhisattva has at least three hairs from the monkey before you send a silk hair?"

"My hair is the secret of Qingqiu. It's called Qingsi Buyu."

"What is it for?"

"As long as the hair is worn as an ornament on the body, it will not deceive people."

Chen Yan was a little stunned, then licked his face and accepted the hair.

"I have a daughter, and I plan to have more in the future. Your hair seems to be good ..."

The woman pumped her cheeks and turned into a plume of smoke.

"Fuck, run so fast."

Chen Yan whispered the words that the woman had just chanted.

This woman is too baffled.

Or is there something hidden in this word?

Literally, this is like stating the inner monologue of someone looking for a way home.

Yuzao is looking for a way home?

Qingqiu resigned, according to legend, the hometown of Jiuweihu is Qingqiu.

However, according to the research of modern scholars, the legendary Qingqiu's current location should be in Gaoqing County, Heze, Shandong.

Where does the yellow sand come from in Shandong?

Forget it anyway, it has nothing to do with me, I don't want that much.

Chen Yan shook his head, which is not what he is good at.

Even Fari may be better than herself.

The corner of Fali's mouth began to change from Fengshui to metaphysics and ancient Chinese gods.

Go back to Fali and see if she can find anything.

The second day was the final test of the Battle of the Holy One.

All participants will be on the final stage.

All teams are drawn by lot, so it is possible to draw their teammates during the lottery.

Of course, even in the lottery, there is no magic power.

As long as you have the ability, it is possible to take a chance even if you take a chance.

This way lottery looks cheating, but it actually gives some people a chance.

Some people are just not good at fighting, they have gone through a lot of difficulties.

Now until they are best at the project, and then forbid them to use what they are good at, then the trial of the battle of the Holy Glory will also be meaningless, and it is enough to set up a platform directly at the beginning.

The reason why the battle of the holy glory can become a grand event in the spiritual realm is because the title of the holy glory once every ten years is not just the selection of the most powerful.

It is true that the strongest man has a great advantage. Like the church team, the team members of Matthew's team are super strong and have few rivals.

So they are the seed team for this battle of the Holy Glory.

But there are several seed teams, but there are also many dark horse teams.

In short, the Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.

No one has the ability to go to the end by his own ability and stand on the last ring.

The final trial is not held in the previous Four Seasons Hall, but in a different space.

This is a steppe, vast and boundless.

When Chen Huan held Xiao Gelin, when he came to this alien space, he was even a little surprised.

In terms of area, this heterogeneous space is even larger than the wasteland set.

Of course, when it comes to scale, it is definitely not as good as wasteland collection.

The wasteland collection is a masterpiece of the architectural projection in reality and the efforts of countless psychics for thousands of years.

The alien space they are in now is very simple.

Only the lush turf, and the sun projected from the real world.

And a psychic kept coming in from outside.

These psychiatrists who came in were almost the same as Chen Ye, all of them audiences.

Participants of the Battle of the Holy Flare came in last night.

They came here first, mainly to familiarize themselves with the environment.

Just then, a figure appeared in the sky.

The figure emerged from the light source, and the figure looked incomparably magnificent under the light source.

"It's Grandpa Tianshi ..." Xiao Gelin cried, pointing at the figure in the sky.

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