Liucheng
Yi Xia closed the comprehensive network panel with her mind.
What did he think it was...
In the end, I found him to do the job.
It's just that that one seems a little subtle.
Challenge the trial copy in the wild background of the extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage...
After Yi Xia sipped a bottle of mint witch medicine, she couldn't help but shake her head.
Last night's brief discussion with the shadow of an ancient god of war gave Yi Xia some general understanding of these names and taboos active in ancient mythology.
Even if it is just a projection, it does not mean that it is weak and can be bullied.
What's more, its core output is Tushan's ancient heritage.
Yi Xia is not very interested in this.
In other words, I have no interest at all.
His greatest desire for the wilderness era lies in those rare and strange beasts, heavenly spirits and earthly treasures that are rarely seen in subsequent eras.
Who would want to fight with those ancient tough men?
What's more, based on Yi Xia's many experiences with fox-like spirits.
Even the inheritance copy will not be so smooth sailing.
These guys with multiple furry tails have a strong evil spirit flowing in their bones that is difficult to dispel.
Even if you have the combat power to meet the inheritance requirements, you may still be in a very embarrassing situation.
Therefore, Yi Xia directly rejected the dungeon invitation from the online player named Ruying.
But today seems destined to be a very busy day.
Yi Xia had just finished dealing with the online players who tried to drag him into the trap.
Before I even took a few sips of the fresh soup, I felt a familiar breath of life coming straight towards the villa.
Cang Zhong?
Why is he running here when he has nothing to do?
Yi Xia thought for a while and asked Dou Bing to open the door, and used his consciousness to temporarily give the opponent some magic blessing.
In this case, even if it is not a magical life.
Before Yi Xia's mana ends, the opponent will not be blocked by the effect of the non-magical creature expulsion spell.
And with the pulling of the Dou soldiers, the heavy iron door that had not been opened for some time was slowly opened...
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"Director Warehouse, are we here?"
Tong Bing looked curiously at the surrounding lawns shrouded in green shade.
This is the suburb of Liucheng, less than ten minutes' drive from the streets below.
Of course Tong Bing would not think that this is the final destination.
According to his previous thoughts.
It should be a deep and rare place with few human traces, or a blessed place with a different world.
In this way, it is consistent with some of the images Cangzhong described for him before.
Cang Zhong did not answer him, but looked not far away, with a more sincere smile on his face.
Tong Bing couldn't tell whether the smile was fake or real.
But he felt that if he were the other person, he would always be able to see the most sincere smile.
After all, he was a legendary figure whose true form was said to be like a mountain.
No matter who you put aside, you have to laugh when you should...
Just when Tong Bing was complaining silently in his heart, he also showed a warm smile.
Through the car window, Tong Bing saw someone walking over from the shadow of the greenery in front.
He looks unremarkable and somewhat kind-hearted.
If he were older, Tong Bing would probably be willing to grab a few pieces of pork head, then serve three or two pot heads, and squat on the street chatting all afternoon.
Cangzhong got out of the car and exchanged greetings with the other party, and then the two of them walked inside.
Because he had been instructed before, Tong Bing and the driver squatted in the car obediently.
The driver seemed experienced and not nervous at all.
I even turned on my phone and watched short entertainment videos.
Tong Bing calmly wiped his hands on his pants.
Maybe it's because the weather is too hot, and my hands can't stop sweating...
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but Tong Bing always felt a little frightened as soon as he entered this courtyard.
There is clearly a bright and clear sky above our heads.
There are no clouds in the sky, but one side is pure.
But Tong Bing always had a confusing sense of sight, as if he had mountains floating above his head.
Tong Bing thinks it’s a psychological effect.
After all, he is an "ancestor" in a sense, so some tension is inevitable.
Even the nagging little ghost inside him may have been influenced by him and became silent...
Yes, Tong Bing is a wizard.
At least that's how he defines himself.
From a very young age, Tong Bing lived in a foreign country with his master.
In other words, make a living.
Sometimes, Tong Bing couldn't tell whether he was learning magic or witchcraft.
In this regard, the master seems very casual.
As long as you can make money...
This is the master's opinion.
Tong Bing's opinion is that he has no opinion.
If there are rules, stick to them; if there are no rules, just use them however you like.
When it comes to life, I think too much and get stuck.
Later, something happened to his master, and Tong Bing returned to China with his father, whom he had not been with for several years.
Tong Bing returned to campus and began to learn with great difficulty that "in the beginning, human nature is good"...
After so many years, Tong Bing was about to forget his past career as a wizard.
Caught off guard, the world seems to have changed...
There are many ways to open Lian Xiaogui according to different factions and traditions.
Some are bloody and cruel, some are vicious and evil, and some are righteous and peaceful.
Tong Bing once studied with a master.
However, he has never seen the master's kid.
Later, something happened to the master.
Those bottles and jars were also burned clean.
Before that time, Tong Bing had never practiced Xiaogui.
Some people practice Xiaogui to gain wealth, while others do it for beauty.
There are also people who do it to satisfy their own weird hobbies.
But Tong Bing is different from them. He has a "reasonable" reason that is unique to contemporary young people:
He did it not to fail the exam...
Tong Bing never thought that just a piece of locust wood and a dead cat used as a supplement, plus the poor craftsmanship he scraped from his unclear memory, could have such a strange effect.
Although the kid later said that the dead cat that Tong Bing used to sacrifice had special effects on "dead cats catching blind mice", so he was able to succeed.
But Tong Bing felt that he might still have some talent.
Although, this kid, who was useless except for criticizing a lot, failed to achieve his ultimate goal of training the kid in the end.
He still failed the class...
"Did you see it?"
Tong Bing talked to himself very quietly.
He always felt that the kid he made was extremely weak.
It even needs to speak by itself to understand what he means...
The little ghost didn't speak, as if it was dead.
At this moment, Tong Bing suddenly caught a glimpse of a fiery red toad and jumped in front of the car.
It is a very fat toad, two to three times the size of an ordinary toad.
If enlarged to the scale of an ordinary toad, it would obviously be a disgusting thing.
But the toad in front of the car is not that disgusting.
On the contrary, there is an indescribable aura of majesty.
Tong Bing felt that the toad looked at him for a while, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Tong Bing's mobile phone screen lit up...
It's Kuranaka's phone number...
Tong Bing knew that it might be time for him to appear...
This chapter has been completed!