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1817 Wonderland

 "Grandpa!"

Fu Shiyi's heart tightened, but after the white mist rolled for a while, it quickly returned to calm. Everyone waited for a while, but Mr. Fu was not blown out.

Mr. Cheng's eyes lit up and he smiled like a flower. After scanning the four people of the Fu family, his eyes fell on Fu Zhihong: "Fellow Daoist Fu, your father has gone in. As a son, you should be with him.

Come in too."

Obviously.

Mr. Cheng thinks it's not safe enough.

Fu Zhihong snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. He held the sword in his hand and quickly stepped into the stone gate without hesitation. The white mist inside the stone gate rose up in ripples, and then calmed down again. Only then did Mr. Cheng feel relieved.

, he waved his hand, and the three children of the Cheng family entered one after another. Seeing this, Ouyang Jun also let in one-third of Ouyang's clan members present.

In this way.

The Cheng family and the Ouyang family obviously have different opinions.

They don't want to let go of any stone door.

Mr. Cheng pointed to the stone door in the middle and pursed his lips to Sixth Sister Mo Lan:

"Friend Mo Lan, it's your turn."

"Boom!"

After the sixth sister Mo Lan stepped into the stone gate.

White mist rolled crazily inside the stone door, but Sixth Sister walked in safely, and then Eighteenth Brother was urged to enter the stone door in the middle.

Finally.

The only ones present were Fu Shiyi, Mr. Cheng and the twin sisters of the Cheng family, Ouyang Jun and Ouyang's triplets, and of course Miss Lingcha.

The greater the risk.

It means the greater the opportunity contained therein.

Mr. Cheng obviously intends to enter the stone door on the right.

"Master Fu, please."

Fu Shiyi glanced at the communication jade pendant around her waist and sighed silently. She just tried to contact the old man and others, but the message could not be transmitted.

"Call"

Fu Shiyi is still a little nervous.

A little pagoda.

Wisps of precious light on the pagoda suddenly drooped down, protecting Fu Shiyi.

"Winter!" "Winter!

""Dongdongdong!



The moment your right foot lands on the stone gate.

Suddenly.

The sounds of earthquakes came one after another.

The white mist inside the stone gate rolled violently, like boiling water, which was very scary.

The moment her whole body was submerged in the white mist.

The white mist in front of my eyes suddenly disappeared.

A vast mountain range leaps into view. On top of the mountain range, one can vaguely see houses forged from warehouse spiritual stones. They are built against the mountain and are well-proportioned. The strands of spiritual energy turn into fog belts and linger around.

Flowing between the houses, three or two cranes were playing and playing in the air. The whole scene was calm and peaceful, just like a fairyland on earth!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"This is the real holy land for cultivating immortals!



Later, when Mr. Cheng saw the scene in front of him, he flashed with envy and surprise. When everyone came in, he couldn't wait to wave: "Let's explore this mountain range. There must be a lot of good things in it!



Mr. Cheng took the lead.

Fu Shiyi stayed at the end.

She looked back behind her, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes. It seemed that everyone on their trip could enter the three stone gates, but Miss Yuchai, a descendant of the Yuling Sect, could not enter.

This is really puzzling.

Fu Shiyi had a vague suspicion.

At this time.
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