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Chapter 14 Greetings from the Nether Sea

"Boat?"

Zhao Yang blinked, walked slowly to the window, and looked up.

Well, this world still looks like this bird.

The blood moon in the sky became bigger and bigger. In reality, half a year passed, and in the game, this update, it directly passed three years.

Those who dare to play time acceleration are all big shots!

He can make you live a six times faster all the time, and it can also make you live a normal life in the first five years and eleven months, but the last cigarette suddenly accelerates!

They just want to kill you!!!

Then, you haven't got to deal with it yet...

What about the game updates? Who lets you in?

The soul splitting is not enough, and I have to smuggle the true spirit in.

It happened that people were bored.

Who do you play if you don’t play?

When Zhao Yang thought of the old man from Xinggong when he first came here, he felt aggrieved.

To be honest, even if the old Taoist priest is nearly a thousand years old, he still gives Zhao Yang a gift!

Obviously he knows his foundation...

People from Kexing Palace.

One thing in person, one thing behind the scenes...

People are playing tricks!

The Star Palace boss fully carried forward the spirit of "non-one of my race, his heart will be different", especially knowing that Zhao Yang was born behind him, he was even more merciless when playing!

Or, this... or Shen Bing's pot?

There were strange thoughts in my mind, looking at the blood moon in the sky that had already cracked from the middle, and the monster that flew down from the crack from time to time...

Zhao Yang said that he was really used to this scene!

After looking at it for a while, after feeling the concentration of Guixu's breath around him, Zhao Yang turned to Bai Yu and blinked and asked, "It's nothing wrong. Guixu's breath permeates normally, and it's twice as high as three months ago, which is completely within our expectations."

"My priest, please be careful..."

After hearing what Zhao Yang said, Bai Yu couldn't help but cover his forehead:

"Seven things are enough to bear. If it falls off again, do you believe it or not, I will call Wu'an Hou on the spot and rush in and fight them directly?"

I have to say that with the baptism of the northern battle, Bai Yu has really matured a lot.

When he came back from the north, he had a total of fourteen scars on his body to commemorate him, and his whole body was sublimated.

At least now, he wouldn't have anything to do and ask Bai Qi to come out and "chat" with people if he had nothing to do.

Even though Li Liang forced him to wash the clean bucket in the palace for half a year, Bai Yu did not object. Instead, he accepted the job willingly...

Three years have passed in the game, and the situation in the north is still in a state of anxiety. Under the desperate destiny of the barbarians, the war gradually ignited into the two states of Youyun.

To be honest, walk out of Yandu City and ride a horse for an hour, and you can see the barbarians wandering in Youzhou!

It's soft!

In the court, there was no concern about the ways of these barbarians.

Would you come?

Anyway!

No matter how fierce you are, you are as fierce as ducks falling from your head, one after another, and it is strange to line up and fall down?

Compared with the a, a+, and s-level weirdness that fell directly into Yandu City, the north is full of drizzle...

At least now, no one in the Qin Dynasty has ever asked about Zhao Yang’s faults, and no one dares to say that he is “military” in front of Li Liang!

But...is this a good thing?

If there is a choice, Zhao Yang would rather those old scholars come to the door every day and point at his nose and curse!

Zhao Yang was still loving the days he had. On the other side, Bai Yu looked at the dozens of pawns that fell from the sky, and his expression remained unchanged:

"Are you surprised? What fell this time was actually a group of things that didn't know what they were doing!"

"Don't you say it's a ship?"

"Hey! Don't say it, it's really a ship!"

"So? You want to tell me that a ship girl is coming?"

"Ship Girl? What?"

With just one sentence, Bai Yu was so depressed that Zhao Yang looked like he was talking. When he realized that Zhao Yang still looked distracted, he frowned slightly:

"I'm not kidding you. This time, I'm not talking big or small.

At noon today, a ship full of souls fell in Huyi County, Youzhou in a daze.

We discovered it immediately.”

"Ghost Ship?"

"You...really."

Bai Yu shook his head, and he could understand his meaning, so he stopped refuting Zhao Yang: "What's strange is that the ghost of that ship...the dead soul still retains his own mind. After seeing our people, he asked us if this is the other side!"

"the other side?"

Zhao Yang, who was originally just a joke, finally looked serious after hearing these two words. With the rare solemnity during this period, Zhao Yang stared at Bai Yu's eyes and asked word by word: "Are you sure that they said that?"

"Yes, they said they didn't know how long they had been floating on the sea of ​​bitterness. Suddenly, a hole was cracked in front of the sea of ​​bitterness and sucked the ship in. In this way, they fell down."

Zhao Yang: "..."

After calming for a few seconds, Zhao Yang whispered: "Do you know where the bitter sea is connected?"

Bai Yu looked at him with an undead look: "The water of the yellow spring, the bridge of Wangxiang, of course, the six realms of reincarnation are connected!

Didn't I say... you won't really believe it, do you?"

What do you believe in?

I believe that the other party crawled out of the underworld?

After rubbing his brain that was still swollen and painful, Zhao Yang didn't want to explain to Bai Yu the truth that "the river flows into the sea".

The yellow spring passes through the underworld, and the underworld sea of ​​suffering.

The two words "Nearing and Sea of ​​Tribulation" can be read separately.

However, the boundless sea of ​​suffering is ahead, and the sea of ​​underworld is behind.

If someone reveals that he has fallen from the sea of ​​suffering in another period of time, Zhao Yang will definitely not have a single word with a letter!

He didn't know who the chassis of the gust sea was, but she knew that there was a big part of the reason why the ghost had been able to stay in front of Guixu for so many years, which was this gust sea!

Now, the game has just been launched.

Before, the witch at home just told herself that her cheap master had been mingled with the ghost, but the next day, a boat of undead fell from the sea of ​​suffering...

If this has nothing to do with Lu Dongxuan, it would be just a joke about Zhao Yang's IQ!

"Where are people? Now take them to Shangyin Academy and show them to me."

After saying this, Zhao Yang began to organize his court uniform.

The more chaotic the time, the more the backbone should be in danger!

In the past, Zhao Yang could wear whatever she wanted to go to Yin Academy, because the students in the academy valued Zhao Yang himself.

But it doesn't work now.

Whenever there are troubled times, there will always be someone to calm everyone’s hearts!

Just like Zhao Yang now, wearing a black robe, showing off the sun, moon, stars, and a bright and fiery mysterious text on the hem of the skirt.

There was him for a day.

The tens of thousands of students living in Shangyin Academy are in chaos!

After taking the Bai Seal handed over by Bai Yu and dragging it to his waist, Zhao Yang chuckled and said in an official voice: "Is there any way to make a move for the General of the Left Army?"

Bai Yu laughed when he heard this.

"The first class of Qin Dynasty, the general of a hundred battles, the people of Chengtian are here!

The little Left General,
Chapter completed!
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