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Chapter 202: Then take it back to the dragon's lair

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peak of martial arts

When the sky was bright, Yang Kai woke up, washed a little and walked out of the solitary hut with the broom at the corner. Standing in the doorway and stretching, he glanced at the white fish belly that appeared on the edge of the sky, closed his eyes and concentrated on enjoying a moment of peace, then opened his eyes and waved the broom in his hand, burying his head to clean the dust and fallen leaves on the ground. Dressed in Tsing Yi, simple and clean, the seasoned clothes are plain and white to set off the youth by a few years. Yang Kai's waist is as straight as a javelin. Even if he is doing the lowest level of work, his face is meticulous. The movement was very steady, the hands holding the broom didn't use much force, and the body didn't even swing much. With only the rotation of the wrist, the broom came and went like an arm. The dust and debris accumulated on it moved magically, as if they had two legs. Yang Kai is a trial disciple of the High Heaven Pavilion. He started to cultivate in the sect three years ago, but until now, he has only cultivated to the third-layer realm of body quenching. The disciples and brothers who entered with him have long since surpassed this stage, and they each had the opportunity to worship the seniors in the entry, but he could only look at the ocean and sigh. Three years of quenching the body and three layers, this kind of aptitude can no longer be described with ordinary words, it can be said to be extremely mediocre. Helpless, Yang Kai can only take a sweeping job in the sect, while maintaining his livelihood and practicing hard. The High Heaven Pavilion is a relatively special sect. This speciality is reflected in the cruel competition among its disciples. In this sect, those who are capable are promoted, and those who are incompetent are eliminated. Other sects may have some sibling friendships, but not in the High Heaven Pavilion! If you want to climb up, you can only be qualified by stepping on the shoulders of the so-called brothers and their blood. The High Heaven Pavilion's sect is strict, and it is famous throughout the Han Dynasty. Although it is not a super sect, the brutality of the battles of its disciples is second to none! Because of this, the disciples are all sturdy in martial arts, and few people dare to provoke them when they go out on the rivers and lakes. There is a rule in Lingxiao Pavilion that disciples under the age of fourteen, no matter who they are, start from the beginning and have a trial period of three years. During these three years, the sect was responsible for food, accommodation and travel, and the disciples only needed to cultivate. If you can break through the quenching period within three years, you will be eligible to be a disciple of the masters of the sect

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Eternal God Emperor

"Chi Yao, I regard you as my love, why do you want to kill me?" Zhang Ruochen roared, jumped forward, and the bed made of blood-striped gold "creaked" and suddenly sat up. Realizing that it was just a dream, Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. Do not! That's not a dream! How could everything that happened between him and Princess Chi Yao be a dream? Zhang Ruochen was originally the only son of "Emperor Ming", one of the nine emperors of the Kunlun Realm. At the age of sixteen, he cultivated to the Celestial Realm with a physique that defied the sky. However, when he became the first person of the younger generation in the Kunlun world, he died at the hands of his childhood sweetheart fiancee Princess Chi Yao. Princess Chi Yao is the daughter of "Qingdi", one of the nine emperors. Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing were close friends, and Zhang Ruochen and Princess Chi Yao were even more married. They grew up together and practiced together. One is valiant, and the other is unparalleled beauty. She can be called a golden boy and a beautiful girl. She could have become a good story in the cultivation world. Zhang Ruochen never expected that Princess Chi Yao would actually take action against him! After dying in the hands of Princess Chi Yao, when Zhang Ruochen woke up again, he found that he was eight hundred years later. The former Princess Chi Yao, who quelled the rebellion of the Nine Emperors, unified the Nine Kingdoms, established the First Central Empire, and became the ruler of the entire Kunlun Realm - Queen Chi Yao. Eight hundred years ago, the nine emperors who ruled the Kunlun Realm completely became the past and disappeared into the long river of history. The Nine Emperors are dead, and the Empress shall stand. In this era, there is only one emperor, that is Empress Chi Yao, who dominates the world and is powerful in all directions. "Why did she kill me? How can her heart be so cruel, or are women's hearts so cruel?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp, his heart was iron, and he was full of doubts. However, no one could help him answer. Eight hundred years have passed, and the sea has long been vicissitudes, and things are different. Except for Queen Chi Yao, who has a peerless cultivation base, she is still young, immortal and immortal. All the former deceased people have turned into loess and bones.

Big Bong beater

Dafengjing Zhaofu, prison. Xu Qi'an woke up faintly and smelled the damp, rancid smell in the air, which was slightly uncomfortable, and the stomach acid was surging. What's the matter with the stench coming from my face? Erha in the family ran to the bed again and pooped... According to the degree of intoxication, I'm afraid it wasn't pulled on top of my head... Xu Qi'an has a dog at home, Variety Husky, commonly known as Erha. I've been drifting north for ten years, and I'm alone. This person has been lonely for a long time. It's inevitable that I want to raise a dog for comfort and entertainment... Not physically. Opening his eyes and looking around, Xu Qi'an was stunned. The stone-built walls, three square windows the size of bowl mouths, he lay on the cold tattered straw mat, the sun shines on his chest through the square windows, and dust floats in the beam. where am I? Xu Qi'an pondered for a moment in the confusion like doubting life, and then he really doubted life. I traveled through... . The memory surged like a frenzy, giving him no chance to react at all, inserting forcefully into his brain, and flowing quickly. Xu Qi'an, courtesy name Ningyan, was a quick arresting officer in Changle County, under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao House of the Great Feng Dynasty. The monthly salary is two taels of silver and one stone of rice. His father was an old soldier who died in the 'Battle of Mountains and Seas' nineteen years ago. Later, his mother also died of illness... Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an was a little relieved. As we all know, it is not easy for people who have lost both parents. "I didn't expect to live again, or I can't escape the fate of being a police officer?" Xu Qi'an had a toothache. He graduated from the police academy in his previous life, successfully entered the system, and won a golden job. However, although Xu Qi'an took the path his parents chose for him, his heart was not on the profession of serving the people.

Futian

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China's autumn, the East China Sea, Qingzhou City. Qingzhou Academy, Qingzhou City Holy Land, Qingzhou City's wealthy nobles, and more than half of the powerhouses in the sect family all came out of Qingzhou Academy. Therefore, people in Qingzhou City are honored to be able to enter the palace for cultivation. Once they have the opportunity to step into the palace, they must study hard. However, not everyone seems to have this awareness. At this time, in a dormitory of Qingzhou Academy, there was a young man lying on the table sleeping soundly. Above the lecture hall, a girl in a long Tsing Yi dress also noticed this scene, a hint of anger appeared on her pretty face, and she walked towards the sleeping teenager. Qin Yi, seventeen years old, a formal disciple of Qingzhou College, a lecturer of outer disciples, with a beautiful face and a hot body. In the school building, a pair of eyes moved with Qin Yi's moving posture. Even if he was angry, Qin Yi's steps were still graceful. "This guy is actually sleeping in Senior Sister Qin's lecture hall again." It seemed that he noticed the sleeping posture. Many teenagers around were speechless. Obviously, this was not the first time. "With Senior Sister Qin's appearance and figure, even looking at her is pleasing to the eye. What is in that guy's mind?" Among the many lecturers, Qin Yi is definitely the most popular lecturer, no one, as for the reason , as long as you see her, you can understand that I don't know how many people regard her as a goddess, and her lecture hall has always been full of schools. Sleeping in Qin Yi's lecture hall? This is simply blasphemy against the goddess. Qin Yi's steps were very light, and she didn't make a sound when she walked to the side of the boy. She stood at the table and looked at the sleeping face in front of her. Her beautiful face was covered with frost. "Ye Futian." A soft voice came out, but it was not from Qin Yi's mouth, but from behind Ye Futian. It seems that he heard someone calling him in his sleep, Ye Futian moved his body, put his head on his hands, opened his eyes leisurely, and under the hazy eyes, a beautiful figure came into view! "daughter in law."

nomenclature of the night

Volume one. Chapter One of the Night: Sonata. … year, autumn. The patter of light rain fell from the gray sky, drenching lightly on the city streets. In the fall, pedestrians without umbrellas can be seen from time to time passing by with their hands over their heads. In the narrow military-civilian alley, there is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, sitting next to the canopy of the supermarket with an old man. Only the ground under the canopy is left with a dry area, as if the whole world is only left This piece of pure land. In front of them was a dilapidated wooden chessboard with a red 'Fulai Supermarket' sign above their heads. "General," the young Qingchen stood up after speaking, leaving the old man with thinning hair to sit. The young Qingchen glanced at the other party and said calmly: "No need to struggle." "I can still..." The old man said unwillingly: "It's only thirteen steps..." In the words, the old man lost his thirteen steps to himself. The situation of abandoning the armor is a bit embarrassing. Qing Chen didn't explain anything, the chessboard was already full of murderous intentions, and it was the last moment of Tu Qiong Dagger. The boy's face was clean and his eyes were clear, but he just sat there wearing a simple school uniform, as if the world around him had been purified and transparent. The old man threw the chess piece raised in his hand onto the chessboard and gave up the piece to admit defeat. Qing Chen walked into the counter of the supermarket next to him, and said from the counter, "I lose money to you every day! I just won money from Lao Li and Lao Zhang in the morning, and I will lose it all to you now! Qing Chen put away the money, then sat back next to the chessboard and began to review the game: "If they hadn't been willing to play chess with me, I wouldn't have to win money through you. You need face, I need money, very It's fair and reasonable." "You're going to kill me, right?" the old man muttered, "The fortune teller said I could live to be seventy-eight years old, and I'm only fifty now, if I lose you dollars every day, I have to export it. how much?"

Mink Street

Under the dim street light, Jeff threw a cigarette butt that almost burned to the filter tip on the ground. Immediately, his eyes quickly looked to both sides, while habitually stepping on the cigarette butt with the sole of his leather shoe, rubbing it back and forth. "Hey... Damn..." Jeff slammed his foot hard, he forgot that the soles of his shoes were already so thin that they could breathe, and now they were scalded to the soles of his feet. The evening wind blew back and forth on the street wrapped in a chill, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the few in the distance were also hurriedly rushing along with their heads lowered and their heads wrapped in hats and scarves. Jeff turned up the collar of his coat, the collars on both sides were shiny with stains, but at this moment, it gave him a sense of security that he was being hidden and protected. In front is Minke Street No., and from No. to No. are all townhouses. People who buy or rent here probably won't be rich, but at least they are middle class. The house in front of them is a family of three. The male owner is a doctor, the female owner is a teacher, and they have a seven-year-old son. During the day, there will be a maid to clean and tidy up the house, but the maid will not stay at night, and will go home when dinner is ready. In addition, the family has a habit of going out to the theatre every Saturday night. The door was opened, and the male host in a black suit came out first and started the car parked at the door; then, the hostess in a red dress also led the child out of the door, and after closing the door, she talked to the child. I got into my husband's car with a smile. Then the car drove away. Jeff licked his upper and lower lips with his tongue, stepped forward, turned over and jumped over the low wooden fence that even a small dog couldn't stop, fell into the flowerbed, and quickly walked up the steps, took out a handful from his pocket. key, insert. "Crack..." The crisp sound indicated that the door was opened successfully. Three months ago, when Jeff, who was still a moving company worker, was providing moving services for this family, the hostess trusted the new house key to the moving company, and Jeff took this opportunity to secretly match one.

star gate

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star gate

Silver City. Inspection Division. The young Li Hao has a slightly thin body and dark circles under his eyes, as if he stayed up late last night. Wearing the third-level inspection uniform of the Inspection Division, Li Hao stepped into the office area of the Inspection Division. As a semi-rookie who has only joined the Inspection Division for one year, Li Hao has little experience in the Inspection Division. Usually, he will come a little earlier, simply clean the office area, boil a pot of water, and wait for the arrival of other colleagues. But today's Li Hao came a little later than usual. At this moment, many people in the office area had already arrived. Seeing Li Hao entering the door, at the desk at the door, a middle-aged aunt also wearing a uniform, with an enthusiastic expression and a bit of ridicule, jokingly said: "Xiao Hao, it's late today, the dark circles are coming out, yesterday Are you going to be chic lately?" Li Hao showed a pure smile, as if he was very simple and simple, and quickly waved his hand: "Sister Yu, don't talk nonsense, I haven't found a girlfriend yet, it's spread out, no one will marry me in the future. It's over!" "Hahaha, you kid, you've been in the Inspection Division for a year, so I can't handle this." The middle-aged woman seemed to like to tease Li Hao very much. Looking at Li Hao's eyes, there was also something different, and he laughed heartily for a while, and suddenly he repeated the old words: "Xiao Hao, I usually don't have time to cook by myself, and the food outside is not clean, so go back to my house to eat." Li Hao smiled again, but still refused, "Sister Yu, I won't cause you any trouble." Before Sister Yu spoke, a middle-aged man sneered and interjected, "Xiao Hao, you Is Sister Yu calling you to go to dinner? She is calling you to be your son-in-law, how come you are not good at all!" "Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter in the office area. Sister Yu was not embarrassed to be dismantled, her eyes widened and she scolded: "I am happy! Xiaohao is so good, with a good personality, a good brain, and a good appearance. If you really want to be my son-in-law, I can laugh in my dreams. Wake up!" As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed, and many people nodded in agreement. Li Hao is a young man, many people are still very optimistic.

from the red moon

The dark red moon hangs low above the city's row upon row of tall buildings, almost filling half of the sky. A dark-black, rusted train around the city swiftly passed through the city under the gaze of the red moon. Inside the train, passengers in various clothes were reading newspapers. , some dozing off in the dim light. "Ding, the moon station is here!" Lu Xin woke up from his drowsiness, picked up his bag, and flowed out of the carriage with the surging crowd. With a bag on his back, he walked down the dirty and shabby steps, the platform full of newspapers, to the ground of the city, and looked up, the glow of the neon lights around made the streets of the city, and the crowds in the streets. , there is a kind of colorful weird feeling, but no matter how rich the color on the street, the red moon over the city still represents the background color of the world. The world has been like this since the Red Moon event thirty years ago. Of course, Lu Xin didn't know what was the difference, he was born after the red moon event, and the world has always been like this. He carried a bag through the alley that had just rained, and boarded a dilapidated old building. The elevator was broken again, so he could only take the stairs and slowly came to Room 401 on the fourth floor. He took out the key and opened the heavy door. The corridor was quiet and cold, but the room was warm and soft. In the kitchen, Dad is cooking meat. My sister is lying on the sofa, holding snacks, watching a very old cartoon, SpongeBob SquarePants. Mum, elegant and decent, in a white wool cardigan, was standing by the window talking on the phone. "Brother Jiu, you're back!" Seeing Lu Xin walk in and put down her backpack, her sister raised her head and greeted her with a sweet smile. "Little Seventeen is good at home today, I bought you the little bear you wanted." Lu Xin touched her head and handed her a brown little bear. "Ah, thank you brother, I like it!" My sister jumped up happily and hugged the little bear in her arms.

human guard

"Brother Shen!" "Yeah!" Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other. But no matter who. Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything. to this. Shen Changqing is used to it. Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs. It can be said. In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands. When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things. When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it. The town magic department is very big. Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters. Shen Changqing belongs to the latter. Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer. Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer, and then progresses step by step, and eventually is expected to become a guardian. Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer. Has the memory of the predecessor. He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division. It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic. Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division. At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out. Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside. Enter the attic. Circumstances have changed in vain. A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched. There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

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