Remember [www.novelhall.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
Listening to the red makeup of the hundred miles, Emperor Beibei quickly came to her, holding her hands tightly and said: "Yiangzi, you listen to me, things are not what you see."
Baili red makeup looked at the anxious northerly eyes, and the lips slowly smacked a satirical color. "I have already seen it. You are not Beibei, Hanxi has long been dead, you are just The illusion of illusion!"
With the words of the hundred-mile red makeup falling, the faces of Emperor Beibei and Han Xiyu in front of them are all with a horror.
Next, the scene in front of me is like a broken mirror, and it disappears in front of the hundred-mile red makeup.
......
Unconsciously, Shaoguan District has been filled with practitioners, and this level of excitement is unique in the Magic Tower.
The practitioners who know almost this matter have come here. Rao is the empty space in Shaoguan District. At this moment, it has been occupied by practitioners.
Some practitioners also want to squeeze in and find out, but the number of practitioners inside is really too much, and there is no place for them to settle.
"It’s been the third day. They haven’t even come out after they both entered. Can they really get the inheritance?”
Unlike all the previous people who decided that the two hundred miles of red makeup could not be inherited from Huocheng, now everyone is afraid to make this assertion again.
Because, the two hundred red makeup have already used their performance to prove that they have entered the third level.
Once this third pass is successful, they will be able to have a murderous field, and think of this possibility, everyone feels unbelievable.
"I didn't expect them to be so powerful. If it is a person who insists on it now, both of them can persist until now. This is really shocking."
"They have been so rough to the third level. I have heard that this third level is the easiest and most difficult one. It is not easy to want to smash the past."
"If they can really get the inheritance, I will have to ask their secrets when they come out.
After all, three people in a team have been passed down. If there is no secret, I don't believe it. ”
The crowd nodded, and the third day of the time has passed halfway. Although they are not willing to admit it, they already feel that the two hundred red makeup people are likely to get the final inheritance.
"If there is a secret, then it will be fine."
"That is natural. It is said that this murderous field is very extraordinary and has great help for the practitioners."
A group of practitioners are coveted, and their minds have begun to think about how they can get a message from their mouths.
When the hundred-mile red makeup woke up from the illusion, her sight was still the blood of the corpse, and the shocking red spurred her nerves.
A touch of surprise color climbed onto her face, and the red makeup couldn't help but sigh: "Is it difficult because I was too tired, so I made a dream?"
This dream is too realistic, but I have never had this dream before..."
There was some helplessness in the heart of Bailihong. She had always believed in Emperor Beibei, and she did not think about it in this way. I did not expect that such a dream would come true. It was unexpected.
However, after knowing that all this was just a dream, the red makeup could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.