Chapter 550: Wind and clouds (2/2)
”Hey? Is there such a thing? This time Blackwater proudly came to the capital and sent hundreds of posts, including Wuwangfu, Muwangfu, Heigumen, Zhougongfu, Tianjianhoufu, Shenlonghou. The government, the big and small forces in Beijing, even the grandfather, they all invited, hey, and the Eastern Holocaust, as well as several emperors in the palace, several princesses, I heard that even the ”Ding Tian Sheng” To come, she has a relationship with the Black Dragon Dragon!”
”If you are just a small prince who is not in the empire, how can you ask so many people to come here?”
”I don't know about this. Three days later, they are the date of the test. When the people arrive, we naturally know who the Blackwater Poetry is going to challenge, but do you get the tickets?”
”No problem at all!”
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”Blackwater dragons' black water poems must fight against people?”
”Let's go?”
”Of course, go and see if the strength of Blackwater's poetry has risen.”
A few of the same people in the list of Tianjiao smiled at each other.
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”Hua Shidi, have you heard that? Our mission is over. Is it better to go back and test it again? With the identity of our Yunqizong inner disciple, it is not easy to get a ticket.”
A young man smiles and looks at the flowers.
By his side, he also stood seven or eight people, including men and women in half. These are the inner disciples of Yunzong, but they are only between the Star Wars and the Samsung.
They are obviously headed by the innocent flower. After all, behind the flowers, there is an elder who is angry.
The flowers are indifferent: ”Alright.”
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An incomparable yard.
The Eastern Holocaust woke up from meditation and walked out of the retreat. An old **** had been waiting for a long time and handed an invitation.
The Eastern Holocaust took a look, and the brows were slightly wrinkled: ”The days of blackwater poetry and Ningqi’s test have arrived?”
This year, it seems to have passed in the blink of an eye. If it were not for this invitation, he had already forgotten it.
”The difference between the Ning Qi guy's cultivation and the black water poem is quite large, but he has the bronze cymbal in hand. This comparison test has no big problem.”
Mind here, the Eastern Holocaust hangs a faint smile and orders the old eunuch: ”Be prepared, all of us will pass.”
If he knows that Ningqi has no inferior spirit stone to promote the bronze gong, it is estimated that it will not be so easy.
The old **** showed a strange color in his eyes. He couldn’t think of the Eastern Holocaust and really planned to see the match and planned to bring everyone together.
A black water poem, deserves his care?
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Cloud building.
Chu Xian, Yu Wen injured, and the Oriental Smart Three sat together. After hearing the conversations from nearby diners, they looked at each other.
”Chu Xian, this black water poem, is that who once humiliated you?”
Yu Wen hurts to look at Chu Xian, like a smile.
Chu Xian's face is a bit ugly. Seven or eight years ago, when she came out of the task, she met the black water poem. At that time, Chu Xian just stepped into the first pass of life and death, and the black water poem is already a seventh-order dragon, because Some misunderstandings, she was seriously injured by the black water poems, if not for her to be a child of the Chu family, it is estimated that she was directly killed.
”That's the test, we have to go...”
The Oriental Smart smiled slightly.
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”It’s coming again. I don’t know if the assassins are still waiting for me here? Hey, let’s go see the Eastern Holocaust first.”
Ning Qi and Tian Zhu Zun from the South Gate, looking at the capital of the Kyushu Empire, the corner of the mouth rose slightly.