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The other practitioners were so eager to see the look of Baili Red makeup, and their hearts were a bit strange.

The red makeup on the weekdays has always been quite low-key, but it will only be different when it comes to sorrow and other people.

Speaking of it, even if they are onlookers, they think that these people may be the enemies that were destined for the rest of their lives.

As long as you meet, it is bound to be barned.

With the red makeup standing in front of the door, everyone also raised their attention and looked nervous and excited.

The bleak dance has failed, and the red makeup is the only hope.

If the hundred-mile red makeup can't open this door, then they are afraid that it is really not related to the inheritance of this light god.

Seeing that everyone's attention has shifted to the body of the hundred-mile red makeup, the sorrowful dance has raised its head, and there is undisguised disgust and resentment in the eyebrows. The heart is constantly chanting the hundred-mile red makeup will surely fail!

Even if she gave up this inheritance, she would be willing if she was tossed in the eyes of the public.

On weekdays, the red makeup has always been low-key, so it is rare to make a shameful thing. Today, she is rarely uncharacteristic. Is this not a good opportunity?

Looking at the bright door in front of me, the quaint and mysterious pattern inexplicably calms the heart of the red makeup.

She is full of respect, piety and yearning, slowly reaching out and pushing to the door.

Time seems to be still, everyone is holding their hands and looking at the red makeup of the hands, the success or failure is here.

The red makeup of the hundred miles did not feel the tension of everyone at all. She just slowly pushed the door open and did not use more strength, just as usual.

"Booming."

The dull sound came, and the door that could not be shaken in the eyes of everyone was like an ordinary door at this moment, just opened it with a single push.

Seeing this scene, everyone can't help but be dumbfounded.

Recalling that they tried their best before they could not shake the half, it could be as simple as falling on the hands of the red makeup.

There is no harm without comparison, which is too much to frustrate them!

Lin Tingxing and others can't help but look at each other after seeing this scene. They can be sure that everything that Bailihong makeup said before is true.

If it is fake, there is no deception.

"Red makeup is really like this, it is so fascinating to push it away. It’s terrible..." Lin Biao’s lips twitched, so what exactly did they do so before?

Lin Tingxing nodded. "So the gate of the dark idol is pushed away by Beibei. It is not strange at all."

Looking at the door that was easily pushed open, Xiao Xudong could no longer maintain the previous calm posture. His eyes were round and his head could not help but move forward. Every nerve expressed his inner shock and difficulty. Confidence.

"How can this be?"

The bleak dance is also dumbfounded, and the red makeup has really pushed the door away.

It’s hard to be... Is this really the inheritance of the bright saint?

Even if the hundred-mile red makeup grabbed the position of the bright saint, she did not think how big the gap between them was.

However, this scene gave her a loud slap in the face!

She is so desperate to push, there is no movement at the door, and the red makeup is just a random push to open!

If she can open the door with a gap, her mood will not be so frustrated.