Ye Xiaochuan was dumbfounded. He checked it carefully several times. Yes, it was his name on the paper ball. The crooked handwriting was also white because of his hand.
He was completely speechless. The names of the first nine people were all randomly chosen by Fengyi. Why was he so unlucky that the last candidate actually got chosen for him?
This time he had nothing to say.
This guy's character is not very good, but he has never been picky about his gambling products. Drawing lots is like gambling. If you want to gamble, you have to admit defeat. There is no excuse for this.
No matter what nonsense the first nine people Feng Yi said, the name on the last list is indeed hers. It is not forged. It was written by her own hand just now and put into the wine jar.
The ten death squads who bravely entered the heaven appeared, and they were relatively evenly distributed. Almost every sect had a representative.
They are Zuo Qiu of the Xuantian Sect, Yang Yishuang of the Piaomiao Pavilion, Yu Linglong of the Hehuan Sect, Tian Wen of the Five Elements Flag of the Demon Sect, Qu Xiangge of the Shura Sect, Feng Tianqiong of the Tianmo Sect, Cen Qiyuan of the Yinling Sect, and Liu Hua of the Blood Soul Sect.
Shang, Monk Liujie from Fomen Shanquan Temple, and Ye Xiaochuan from Cangyun Sect.
As soon as he looked at the list, Ye Xiaochuan knew that this was the candidate Fengyi had decided on before drawing lots. Each sect had a representative to let them see the strength of the heavens so that they could report to their respective sects. This might be helpful for uniting all parties.
Power has certain benefits.
As for Qingfeng Li, who was the first to be a suicide squad member, he was gloriously defeated this time. The reason for the defeat was not that Fengyi didn't give him a chance, but that his name really wasn't drawn.
Yang Jiu was so angry that she asked Feng Yi for trouble. She also wanted to go to heaven to see the world, but she didn't choose. She wanted Feng Yi to add a spot to her for the sake of her younger senior brother. Or she could take his place.
Of course Fengyi would not care about the opinion of a little girl and let several women from the Cangyun Sect drag this violent maniac away so that he would not cause trouble here.
Fengyi called the ten people together and said: "You ten are lucky and unlucky. You will take action tomorrow afternoon. You still have six hours of rest. In order not to leave any regrets, if you have any suicide notes, hurry up and take advantage of them now."
You have time to prepare, as life or death is unpredictable."
Ye Xiaochuan was already scared, but Fengyi's "pre-war mobilization" made him unable to hold his urine.
He said angrily: "Can't you say something nice with your crow mouth? I, Ye Xiaochuan, am a cat or a wild cat. I have nine lives and I can't die!"
The words were wild, but as soon as I turned around, I really started to explain the funeral arrangements. There are only a few people in this world that I can't worry about the most. The first one, of course, was my mentor who raised me, dragging my junior sister Yang Jiu along with me.
Holding his hand, he began to tell the younger junior sister in a tragic tone that if he could not come back from this trip, he must pay homage to his master.
He told him to drink less, and he might be able to live another hundred or two hundred years. After nagging, he pulled Ning Xiangruo into a corner and brought out the hundreds of pieces about evil gods and evil spirits that he had brought out from the Wushan Jade Slip Cave.
All the jade slips of Fairy Xuan Shuang were handed over to Ning Xiangruo, asking her to hand them over to Senior Sister Yun when she returned to Middle-earth, and tell Senior Sister Yun that this life is considered fate.
It's over, let's renew our relationship in the next life.
There are not many people who have passed down the instructions to future generations. To be precise, there is no one other than Ye Xiaochuan.
A certain little bald man, who thought he was destined to die, stubbornly asked for a hug from everyone, but in the end, only a group of beautiful fairies were hugged by a bear, including the saint Yang Ling'er of Piaomiao Pavilion.
As for the male disciples, such as Zhao Wuji, Jiese and others, he pushed them aside.
No one knew what was going on behind the Gate of Catastrophe, but it was probably dangerous. Gu Pan'er was hugged by Ye Xiaochuan so hard that she could hardly breathe, but she didn't struggle.
She said: "You must come back alive! I will wait for you!" Ye Xiaochuan was startled and quickly let go of his hand. He couldn't afford to offend this tigress. Knowing that she was interested in him, if he continued to eat her, she might end up in the end.
The unlucky one will be himself. Although it is common for a man in this world to have three wives and four concubines, Senior Sister Yun never cares about her getting up and down among thousands of flowers.
hand.
But if it comes to actual emotions, Yun Qiyou's cold temperament would not kill him with a sword, but he would also kill him with a sword. He didn't want to become a eunuch before he tasted the woman's three-foot nephrite.
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Seeing Ye Xiaochuan running away, he took Qin Fanzhen's hand and told him with snot and tears that he had narrowly escaped death. Gu Pan'er stomped her feet angrily!
Qin Fan really can eat tofu, who let this woman take the blame for self-protection? After Ye Xiaochuan was like a fish in water, it was already dawn, and he couldn't fall asleep. He calculated that there were still four or five hours before he had to set off, and he felt that he had to
You have to make a delicious meal. If it is your last breakfast, you have to be a starving ghost. I heard Buddhist disciples say that starving ghosts descend to the underworld.
In this life, he will directly enter the Asura Realm and work as a coolie for 800 years before he can be reincarnated as a human again. He doesn't want to be so miserable after death.
I went through all the ingredients in the Qiankun bag. I don’t want to make too much, just for ten people. If others want to eat, they can make it themselves.
While Zuo Qiu came over to stir the porridge, he sent a letter from Feihe to Senior Sister Yun.
Language is an art. You can cry to women like Yang Ling'er and Qin Fanzhen because you want to eat their tofu and take advantage of them. The same cannot be said for He Yun Qiyou.
In the relationship between the sexes, or in a love relationship, a man's self-esteem is surprisingly high when he likes a woman.
You can tell by looking at this guy's letter to Yun Qiyou. "Senior Sister Yun, the Gate of Disaster has appeared in Southern Xinjiang for more than two months, but there has been no movement. This matter is related to the safety of the world and to hundreds of millions of sentient beings. In this crisis,
At this time, I decided to stand up and shoulder the responsibility of protecting the world, and never retreat even a step. This is me, a different smoke in the night sky
Fire. This afternoon, I will venture into the door of catastrophe and enter the heaven where you grew up. Maybe I can come back alive, maybe I can’t come back. If I can’t come back, please cherish it, don’t be sad, don’t
It’s sad, you have to live well. Ye Xiaochuan, the last word!”
Just as he was about to send it out, the paper cranes were all folded. After thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Senior Sister Yun grew up in the heaven. If she knew that she was going to pass through the Gate of Catastrophe, maybe this girl would come galloping from the starry night of Changbai Mountain immediately.
Follow her to the heaven to find her parents.
Before finding out whether there is any danger behind the Gate of Catastrophe, I still can’t let Senior Sister Yun know about it for the time being. If I go to check and find that there is no danger behind, it won’t be too late to contact Senior Sister Yun to come and recognize my relatives. Thinking of this, I walked to Ningxiang
In front of Ruo, tell her that if she really can't come back, she will give this letter to Senior Sister Yun. If Ruo comes back, she will burn it.
