Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

So, he began to talk about those things that happened when he was in the worry-free state.

From the first hunt.

To the wanton killing behind.

From the excitement of being afraid of being thrown to death for the first bungee jump, to the boredom of being unable to fall after the bungee jump.

One by one, some of these things have been mentioned to the girl before.

Some have not been said either.

But the girl didn't feel bored at all, she looked very interested.

Ye Jiu didn't know.

How happy is Chen Lian now?

She knew that the woman who was closest to her brother before her was undoubtedly Ji Yuyou.

And Ji Yuyou was the one who came out of the worry-free state with her brother.

Their relationship is one that he cannot catch up with, even if he is by his brother's side every day.

But now what?

She understood Ye Jiu's past more and more.

Is it possible that Ji Yuyou is no longer as good as her?

Must be?

"My favorite person must be me..."

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Tenth floor.

Portal.

Two girls with similar appearances passed through the portal.

The outer disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect came up to meet them. Seeing their beauty, one of them could speak any words.

"Sister, the outer door has arrived."

"Xiao Lan, that uncle won't lie to us, right? Is Mr. Ye Jiu really in this category?"

"I don't know, but the butterfly on my sister's head has become very happy. It must be senior here."

The two people who walked out of the portal were sisters Ji Yuyou and Ji Yulan.

As the current absolute rulers of Wutong State and the close female position next to Ye Jiu, it was impossible for Jian Chen not to hand over the invitation letters to them.

But Jian Chen did not send the invitation to them immediately. Instead, he waited until it was confirmed that Ye Jiu had arrived at the 99th Sky Pavilion Island, then he sent the invitation and told the two of them that Ye Jiu was also here.

After learning the news, the two sisters, who were ready to let go of the shopkeeper, spent the whole night clearly arranging the various positions in Wutong State, and then came here with peace of mind.

Ji Yuyou secretly made up his mind.

This time.

I met Ye Jiu.

She won't leave again.

Never again.

Chen Lian.

Humph.

I will definitely take back Mr. Ye Jiu's nearest position.

"Hey, you guys are the tour guides, right? That girl, it's you, take us away."

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Often a breathtaking building has a little bit of darkness.

99-story Tange Island, the first floor.

Mortal residential area.

A few monks sat boredly on a high place overlooking the messy mortal life below.

"Zi, it's really unlucky. Those young outer sect disciples are all assigned to pick up guests. The outer sect is a bit old, isn't it? As for us being assigned to such a rubbish place? We won't get any profit at all."

"(TM), I get angry when you say this. Two days ago, I heard that some big shots in the world of immortality came here. They randomly found a tour guide and gave them a middle-grade spiritual stone. That is a middle-grade spiritual stone. When this matter is over, that guy will go back and digest this spiritual stone, and he will be in the middle stage of foundation building, which is higher than me. I have been practicing for more than 20 years."

Chapter 344: An untimed bomb

They complain about the unfairness of the world.

Both are outer disciples.

No one is less than anyone else.

It's just that they are a little older, and the elite inner sect and the elders within the sect feel they have no talent, so they let them do these meaningless things.

But what happens if you get older?

Haven't there been cases in the past where centenarians had epiphanies?

Do they have no chance at all?

None of the elite disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect looked down upon them.

Even the Immortal Palace, these people have never been to it once.

The complaints grew.

One man took out a large vat of wine and drank himself a big gulp.

"Damn it, what on earth do these mortals have to protect? They are just a bunch of mortals, and it takes so much effort to live for a hundred years. I am a great cultivator, why am I here?"

"Okay, okay, drink less. We are just practicing Qi realm. If we drink too much, we will get drunk. If those inner disciples see us, they will scold us again."

Another man tried to persuade him to stop drinking, but all he got was a push.

"You know what the heck, those inner disciples are now serving the immortal cultivators all over the world on the tenth floor or above, how can they have time to come to us, (TM), the more I think about it, the angrier I get."

With a plop, the wine vat filled with wine was pushed down.

Only a scream of pain was heard.

A man passing by was hit squarely on the head.

Blood flowed from his forehead and he died.

"Husband, husband, wake up, husband!"

The man's wife ran over with her children in grief. They kept shaking the man's cooling body, their eyes full of despair.

"It broke and killed someone. What should I do?"

Seeing this scene, someone immediately rushed down to see the man's condition, but before he could jump down, the monk who dropped the wine jar grabbed him.

"Why are you going?"

"Go and save people, maybe they're not dead yet."

"Rescue people? Ha, we are monks of the Supreme Sword Sect, so what if we kill a mortal? Besides, have you forgotten that you are just a little outer disciple like me? Even if you do good things, you still can't. No one will see it, and no one will hear it, just kill it, don't be pretentious here."

"you!"

The monk was so angry that he was about to draw his sword and confront him.

But in the end, he still put away his attacking posture.

He was right.

This person can no longer be saved. Even if he goes down alone, he is just an outer disciple. He can't even control the flying sword. How can he learn any powerful healing spells?

Even if it will.

After treatment.

Who can see it?

Those high-ranking inner disciples?

Or are they really powerful elders?

Forget it.

Although they have been practicing for decades, their cultivation is nothing more than a waste of foundation building.

But such a loser may not have gained much strength in the past few decades, and his character has long ceased to be that of a mortal.

They do not consider these mortals to be the same kind.

The woman's crying cannot make them feel any heartache.

Maybe it will be a little interesting?

To put it nicely here, it is the first level.

But to put it harshly.

This is the lowest level of hell.

.......

"Zhi Zhenzhen, didn't you expect that the disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect are like this? Haha, it's no different from when I was at the Seven Star Sect. These mortals are really unlucky."

In a dark alley not far from where the man died

Lu Qianqiu wore a black hood and had a sneer on his lips.

"But this is good. Only this kind of place is more suitable for maggots like me."

He raised the black hand he got from Hei Yi and pointed it at the monks.

Wisps of dark aura invisible to the naked eye floated in this first layer.

In the first to tenth floors, the total negative emotions of the mortals and monks are greater than anywhere else outside.

This is like a time bomb, you can't tell when it will explode.

And he was the one who controlled the bomb.

Ask for the road cut.

"It's so good...hehe...a little more, a little more~"

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Above the cloud mountains.

Ye Jiu's hammer and awl were hammering tirelessly on the cliff.

"Hey, broken hammer, can you use some strength? We've been hammering on such a fragile cliff for half an hour."

Awl was very dissatisfied.

The two of them came out to dig a hole here, but after half an hour, they didn't even get half of it out. This is really a shame and a shame. As an artifact, this kind of progress is really embarrassing.

"Are you talking about a hammer again!? This broken place is as brittle as paper, but the master is still on top! If I use more force, the master will definitely feel the shaking. Oh, I understand, you are trying to trick me, right? , if you have the ability, you can chisel it out and let me knock you, don’t you just want to see that I use too much force and then take the blame! Okay, you have become smarter recently, haven’t you!”

Awl suddenly became embarrassed when Hammer pointed out his thoughts.

"You! You, you, you! What are you talking about? You, am I such an awl! Work quickly, the master is still waiting!"

"Hey, I won't do it yet. When the time comes, I will tell you who will be unlucky in the end if you don't cooperate with me."

"Asshole, you really thought I couldn't cut it without you, did you?"

"Is not it?"

"Okay! Just wait, I will do it myself. Then the master will praise me, not you, a fool!"

The two artifacts were quarreling.

On the side, Sikong Yue, who was eating snacks bought from the human world, leaned on a chair and listened to the quarrel between them with a headache.

The prosperous fantasy star hairpin inserted on her head made her laugh in her heart.