The past rustled.

The deceased man is blown away, the defeated army is sealed.

The broken Great Xia Dynasty was soaked in the vast ocean that had spread across the world, and a hundred years passed by in a hurry.

Among the broken walls, there is no vegetation or withering or rotting flesh and blood.

The water does not flow, and the wind does not flow.

The innocent people who die with their eyes open their eyes and look at the sky and ask why.

The soldiers covered in blood and arrows were holding the flag of the King's Dynasty and half-kneeled.

Some people are frightened, some are panicked, and some are left to fate to accept the burial of fate.

The world is broken and devastated, frozen a hundred years ago and now.

The mountains and rivers are broken, and the rivers are filled with raging waves. A giant stands in the raging waves, maintaining a desperate attitude, and what is thrown out is the hope of this world.

And this hope is riding the storm and waves, and is about to arrive in the secret realm of Dao Lotus, which has collapsed like this world and resurrected the world and formed a world.

I will also bring a word.

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"What did the junior sister in the painting say?"

In the Butian Pavilion in the East Region of Xianling, a handsome man with Fengshen Yulang is asking for the servant who went to find out the news.

The man's name is Li Xuantong, he is a disciple of the Renzi lineage of Butiange, and one of the heirs of the Li family in the Middle Earth Divine Realm.

The Renzi lineage of Butiange is the ninth generation disciple from the beginning of Butiange's establishment to the present. According to the heavenly stems, Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui.

Among the ninth generation disciples, Li Xuantong is undoubtedly the best and a well-deserved genius of the world.

He has been unruly and unruly in his life, and he has passed by all flowers without touching his body.

Until, half a year ago, he met a new group of Su Huayi, who was included in the ninth generation of disciples, and was shocked and fell in love at first sight.

He had never seen such a beautiful, cold and melancholy woman, as melancholy as a lotus in the rain, making people forget the world and want to sacrifice their lives and pity them.

Although Su Huayi rejected him again and again, he could feel that this was not the girls he had ever met who pretended to get to win his love, but he was really rejecting him mercilessly.

This not only did not hurt his self-confidence, but instead aroused more likes.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to break off contact with the 1, 2, 3, 4, 80, 90, thirteen girls who were close friends to express his infatuation.

But Su Huayi still ignored him, and her occasional conversations were also due to the friendship between her classmates.

As he defeated again and again, Li Xuantong became more and more braver, and fought with the men and even women of Butian Pavilion who coveted Su Huayi.

Among his peers, the opponent who caused the most headache was undoubtedly Lu Feng, the younger generation of the Supreme Master of the Painting Saint Lu. He is not inferior to him in terms of appearance, nor is he weaker than him in terms of strength, and even more so in terms of family background.

Just tonight, the bright moon was hanging high, and such a beautiful scenery, Li Xuantong once again expressed his courage to confess his love to the beauty even if he was not successful.

"Young Master, Su Huayi, say you are a good person." The servant buried his head.

"What? You say it again?" Li Xuantong widened his eyes.

The servant hesitated:

"Miss Painting said you are a good person, but..."

"I know!" Li Xuantong waved his hand and looked excited:

"She said I was a good person, and it proved that she had a good impression of me."

"Uh... Young Master... The lady in the painting clothes may not mean this..." The servant didn't know how to answer. He grew up with the young master's companion since he was a child, and understood that the loyal servant should advise the master to keep his master awake at all times.

"What does this mean?" Li Xuantong looked over with a happy look on his face:

"Have she ever said that Lu Feng is a good person? Have she ever said that Wu Wudi is a good person? Have she ever said that Chen Shuidong is a good person?"

The servant was speechless. The young master was obviously a veteran of the flowers. Why can’t he even hear such a simple meaning now?

Could it be that my sincerity was touched and my eyes were blurred by love?

Li Xuantong looked up at the moon, carrying his hands on his back, and was full of energy:
Chapter completed!