For some reason, looking at the unanimous eyes of everyone, Wen Jiu couldn't help but think of the national leaders he had seen on TV and waved his hands to his subordinates. Thinking of Wen Jiu, who was here, smiled slightly, rubbed his thumb and index finger gently, and couldn't help waving his hands.

But there was an unknown smile on the corner of her mouth and she looked at the people lightly. No matter what, she still held a grudge after all.

Everyone was chilling behind their backs for a moment, and they didn't know what was going on. Anyway, the few people kneeling in a row were like triplets, and their faces shrank their necks were exactly the same. Wen Jiu couldn't help laughing.

Retrieving Si Mu's soul body, Xuanyuan Jimo's eyes were temporarily lost for a moment. He didn't understand why this thing had to escape from the abyss of the underworld. Now he understands, well, he wants this thing to disappear completely in this world.

Whatever imprisoned the Netherworld Abyss is just farting, and the ideas are all hitting on his wife. Could it be that he still has to do business? Dreaming! Xuanyuan Jimo, who had a smile on his lips, was extremely cruel and ruthless in his actions towards his soul body.

After solving the movements in his hands, Xuanyuan Jimo's gaze was the same as those kneeling rows. He pursed his lips and turned into light blue eyes and looked at his little wife with a smile.

Wen Jiu, who didn't feel any gaze, blinked and stepped on it directly.

"Hmm?" Lolita was the first to speak in surprise. She was almost excited to stand up and lie down at Wen Jiu's feet to check carefully. But she was very sorry now, so she had to express her complicated feelings in her voice and said, "She, me, why is she okay?"

"Scale, nonsense." Er's voice was still a bit chewy, but when facing his master, Er's little face seemed to be like Ru Rongyan, with a faint red wafting, and his mouth was about to grin behind his ears.

This is not the attitude of a fox with his claws on the priest's face.

Obviously, this situation was not expected by Wen Jiu. To be honest, she really wanted to feel the legendary power of God, but now? Since there is nothing wrong, then go and see what.

Wen Jiu, who smiled wildly, raised his other foot and slowly but smoothly climbed towards the spiritual step by step in everyone's sight.

However, the staircase looked only about ten levels, but as Wen Jiu stepped step by step, the staircase behind him gradually disappeared, and the staircase that could not be seen at all in front of Wen Jiu was replaced by the staircase that could not be seen at all.

Wen Jiu, who was gritting his teeth secretly, squinted his eyes. What a good guy, she didn't know that God would have bad taste. Wen Jiu, whose lips curled his lips slightly, closed his eyes directly, and carried his hands on his back. However, when Wen Jiu stepped on the tenth step, he was thrown directly in front of Xuanyuan Jimo by the force.

Wen Jiu, who bent her wrist, did not hold Abi back, but her brows were slightly frowned. Then she opened her eyes and looked at the hanging coffin that seemed not far from her.

The corner of the clothes flew, and the closer it was to the hanging coffin, the more you could feel the almost substantial spiritual power. When the thought in his mind moved, Wen Jiu listened to the slight friction sound of the corner of his clothes being lifted away, and his steps still did not stop at all.

"God, how long has she been gone?" This time, Ziya couldn't help but look at Wen Jiu's figure who had been away for a while and murmured: "This, this is not a ten-stage ladder, it is clear that there are more than a hundred levels, okay?"

"Agree." The priest who nodded could not help but jump.

"No, how long will she have to go?" Lolita, who had been quiet for a while, felt a little sore in her neck.

"No, I don't know." Er's fox's tail moved.

Xuanyuan Jimo, who heard the discussion behind him, didn't really want to try it, but when he approached the ladder, he could clearly feel the repulsion of himself, which was the very repulsive type.

Xuanyuan Jimo, who had shrunk slightly with his naked eyes, bent down and picked up the little guy Abi. Xuanyuan Jimo, who knew that he was not in the same way as him, did not force himself. He straightened his back and stared at the lady on the stairs.

But just as Wen Jiu felt that he was about to approach the hanging coffin, a sudden burst of cramping came from his abdomen, as if he had both hands trying to pull off the things in his abdomen.

"Well!" When Wen Jiu's feet fell, there was another colic in his abdomen. Such pain made Wen Jiu's eyes slightly red, and his smooth forehead was covered with dense cold sweat in an instant.

It was not until Wen Jiu stood on the steps that he barely stabilized his body, and his hands behind him also subconsciously supported his abdomen. The heavy feeling of falling made Wen Jiu's pupils shrink, and his light red face gradually turned white.

He looked down at his abdomen, and a blush flashed in Wen Jiu's dark eyes. Then, because of the dull pain, his face suddenly smiled at the hanging coffin for a moment, then straightened up, posed his sleeves, and walked down the stairs without any concern.

Wenjiu doesn't know how to do medicine, but he can always understand the breath when he knows internal strength. At that time, the little guy in his abdomen might still be young, and even Wenjiu didn't feel his presence. But now, Wenjiu clearly felt the breath that the little breath instantly weakened because he stepped up to the next level.

Looking at the warm wine that suddenly came down, the few people kneeling under the stairs looked at each other and said in an unknown expression: "Why are you getting down?" Could it be that you are tired of walking? Of course, this may be almost zero.

But the moment Wen Jiu turned around, the man behind everyone flashed his eyes after seeing Wen Jiu raising his abdomen. He immediately stood in front of the stairs and took a tough step towards the stairs.

Only at this step, everyone saw the man's sudden bent back and his trembling calves. The violent pressure made Xuanyuan Jimo breathe heavily. Compared to Wen Jiu's face, the man's face was truly pale at this time.

At this time, the blood-colored sub-star in the sky gradually began to deviate directly above the hanging coffin, and the spiritual power ladder around it began to appear and appear.

At this time, the sky outside the tomb began to slowly dissipate large patches of red, and the foggy blue sky on the top of the snow-capped mountain also reappeared.

Looking at the unstable steps under my feet, Wen Jiu really twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly this time, and reached out to rub the Wen Jiu's stomach slowly breathed, lifting up his internal strength, just like the contemporary people sitting on a zipline.

A sound of warm wine in plain clothes lifted up the soft hem with the sliding breeze. The gentle wine's eyes, which smiled slightly, fell in front of everyone without any reluctance.

As his footsteps touched the ground, the few people kneeling in a row also instantly felt the pressure on their bodies gradually dissipated.

Everyone rubbed their shoulders in surprise and stood up, especially when they immediately turned into a fox, jumped on the priest's shoulder and nested, listening to the conversation between the few people with their ears.

Lolita, who was most unhappy at the moment, reached out and patted her knees, but there was no trace of dust. Lolita, who had no choice but to curl her lips, asked Wenjiu, "Have you just got up?"

"No." Wen Jiu shook her head honestly.

"No, beauty." Ziya asked immediately: "Why have you walked so many steps? Why can we only see ten steps?"

Wen Jiu, who heard this question, blinked at Xuanyuan Jimo who was looking at him nervously and said, "But I saw the endless ladder."

"Ha? Can you still play like this?" The priest was stunned, and then the popular words in his mind suddenly popped up in his mind. He really knows how to play in the city. He can't go up and see ten steps. He can go up. Well, the time is so short, and he has made endless things.

Lolita, who had nothing to do with it, rolled her eyes and walked towards the only passage first and said, "I think we should go out."

"Yeah." Wen Jiu nodded faintly and still had a smile on his eyes. He couldn't help but look at the man who was pulling his wrist, allowing the man to put A Bi on his hands again. Both of them enjoyed such intimate time.

Si Wu's ring finger, who was severely locked by Yuli, suddenly trembled, and Si Wu, with a blank expression, looked at his palm in a daze.

Then he saw his ring finger as if he was sucking. Yuli, who was always paying attention to Si Wu's movements, also noticed the movements of Si Wu's fingers.

The broad-minded palm grabbed the trembling ring finger with his hands, staring at Si Wu stubbornly and said, "This finger is mine."

"You?" Si Wu, whose fear in his heart dissipated, finally looked at Yuli seriously during this period, and said, "Little Squid, can we not be so bloody? Although I am a soul, it is not too beautiful to lack a finger, right?"

"Who wants your finger?" Yuli was instantly furious. When he looked up, he saw that his Wu was already looking at him with a smile on his face. He realized that Yuli was being fooled and thoughts were slightly moved. He knew that the people below were probably safe.

Now, regardless of whether Si Wu agreed or disagreed, he picked up the person and then moved more than ten meters away from the crack.

However, the spiritual pressure still exists, and the strong magnetic field interference makes Mai Zhen and Bai Han unable to contact He Lan and others at all. The fighter jets belonging to the Xuanyuan family also passed through the top of the snow-capped mountain one after another.

Nalan was amazed by the driving method of showing off her skills. She never knew that Mai Zhen had this skill, but she didn't know if there were any plane racing on the black market. After playing with the racing car for a long time, she really lost the challenge.

Nalan, who was full of passion in her bones, was just because she couldn't contact the two people on the plane yet, otherwise she would have been itchy and wanted to learn how to learn the plane now.

Sometimes life is so wonderful. Helan, who knew Nalan's thoughts at just one glance, rubbed against Nalan and said nervously: "Lan, me," Helan, who stuttered for a while, took a deep breath, and finally, he said in his mouth: "I'm flying a plane..."

"So what?" Nalan turned his head silently and looked at the man beside him in confusion. Although he had not said anything, the meaning on his face had been expressed very clearly.

He Lan, who hadn't thought about the words afterwards, frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that the huge silver fox tail emerged from the crack...

After a trip to the snow mountain, there will be no danger. No one would have thought that a skeleton made of glass can make an old monster who has survived for countless years give up its will to survive.

Until his death, Si Mu didn't say a word. Perhaps Si Mu was already desperate when he left the skeleton from the skeleton. No one knew who the skeleton was from Si Mu, nor did he know why Si Mu spent such a great price just to resurrect a skeleton.

What is even more incomprehensible is why he made the people of Daqi know how to magic. This is a question that Wen Jiu couldn't get rid of in his mind.

It’s just that the immortal soul is the only one who can kill him. Of course, this process cannot be achieved overnight. Instead of imprisoning this thing again in the abyss of the underworld, it’s better to let Si Mu disappear with the bones.

Because maybe this guy thought of a secret technique in the process of desperately killing himself and escaping from the underworld abyss again. How bad is that?

Therefore, everyone looked at Xuanyuan Jimo's push hands and expressed their unanimous expressions. They were not filled with Xuanyuan Jimo's actions at all, and even wanted to clap and say yes.

The road up the mountain is very long, but the road down the mountain is much faster because of Lolita's leading the way. However, the spiritual pressure magnetic field is something that Lolita cannot control. Therefore, it was not until the group came to the bustling city of Tibet that Helan was informed by the official Chinese and the roar of Mai Zhen who squeezed into the screen and was like a ghost.

In the end, China was not affected by the reshuffle. Among them, the blood-changed Yu was more obvious in Southeast Asia. Among them, Yuli got a good route by himself because the guy Xuanyuan Jimo only loved arms and never moved the poppy thing.

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Defence on July 3rd, I wish me a defense pass, Ouye~
Chapter completed!