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There are poems: Tingting Tingting more than thirteen, cardamom tip in early February. The spring breeze is ten miles away from Yangzhou Road.

These are two magnificent women, all smiles, all with endless charm.

One more coquettish, one less common.

It is so beautiful that it is hard to find.

The two women named Yihong Cuicui. After coming in, they sat next to each other in white.

Lying trough!

Feelings are not mine!

Ten thousand heads of beasts passed by Chu Yu's heart.

I have been passionate for a long time, and the inner drama is still quite enough. I think if there is someone who sits next to himself and pours wine and feeds, should I accept it or should I accept it.

The result ... Real Nima is vicious!

The white man looked at Chu Yu and laughed: "Boy, these two are my dishes. If you want, I will call you two girls? Guarantee ..."

Chu Yu waved his hands with black face: "Thank you, goodbye, I'm fine alone."

Later, a servant brought in wine and food.

Relying on the red girl, Ting Ting walked to the Guqin and sat down, ten fingers slender, and began to play.

The sound of the piano is melodious and refreshing.

Snuggle girl stood up and poured wine for Chu Yu and the white man.

"Come on, let's drink this glass together!" The man in white picked up the glass and gestured to Chu Yu, drinking it all.

Chu Yu glanced at the wine in the glass and was shocked.

Where is this wine? Clearly, it is condensed to a certain extent!

And the quality is unprecedented.

Chu Yu picked up the cup and took a sip, a strong force, down the mouth, all the way to his limbs.

"It's unpleasant to cheer on, this is the cup!" The white man looked at him.

Chu Yu had no choice but to drink this glass of wine.

A warm feeling came instantly.

Taking a sip is completely different from having a drink!

Even in the realm of Chu Yu, I still feel that it has a great effect on improving my energy.

"How about, didn't you lie to you?" Bai Yiren smiled.

The Cuddling Girl on the side said softly: "This wine, the old man is reluctant to drink on weekdays.

"It's not just a guest, it's expensive!" Bai Yiren smiled and said: "Pouring wine! Pouring wine!"

Chu Yu was just like this, with the suspected poet immortal drunk, scrabble together the wine.

At the end of the drink, I was really a little drunk.

This wine is many times more pure and precious than spirit liquid. Anyway, Chu Yu has never had such a good wine in these years.

He couldn't remember how many glasses he had drunk.

Thousand cups are not estimated, but three hundred cups ... there are always.

I vaguely remember that the man in white was knocking on the bowl with chopsticks in his hand, wonderfully matching the sound of the girl leaning on the red girl, and then chanting loudly there: Never see the water of the Yellow River coming to heaven ...

Chu Yu was drunk and slept directly here.

According to his current experience, it should not be so relaxed.

Especially in places where the jungle rule of Starry Sky Dam is rampant.

But somehow, in front of this man, he didn't even have the slightest sense of precaution.

Especially at the end of the drink, he somehow recited a Du Fu poem aloud in tears, and the white man opposite chanted with him.

What happened to Daizongfu, Qi Luqing is gone.

Chong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut faintly.

The thorax grows in stratocumulus clouds, and is determined to return to the bird.

It will be Ling Ling's top, a glance at the small mountains.

The chanting sound of the two formed a huge rhyme, which directly enveloped the entire Shenfeng.

The huge Shenfeng instantly gave birth to an incredible power, which was abruptly raised several thousand feet again!

The creatures who were so scared thought that the master was crazy and wanted to grow this mountain to the sky ...

This is unknown to Chu Yu.

He has fallen asleep.

The man in white was half drunk, looking at Chu Yu who was sleeping there slightly, and said with a smile: "There will be long winds and waves, there will be clouds hanging from the sea ..."

Boom, he also fell on the soft carpet, snoring sounded.

Two beautiful ladies, Leihong and Cuicui, gently took out two blankets, covered them, and walked out with ease.

Early the next morning, when Chu Yu woke up, he found that the residual soup was still on the table, but in this room, only himself was left.

There is no feeling of hangover, only the realm climbs up a large amount of perception again.

This relationship is a bit big!

It must be understood that every step he takes is extremely difficult.

Just like the poem once written by Shi Xian: Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky ...

As a result, he went to Qingtian after a meal.

Thinking in his heart, Chu Yu stood up, pushed open the door and went out.

The whole building is very quiet, as if the hustle and bustle of last night was an illusion.

Chu Yu went down the stairs all the way, and did not meet a person. He went to the outside square and watched the crowds on the bustling street.

At this moment, Chu Yu's soul seemed to pass through the ages, and saw that the prosperous Tang Dynasty-Wuhua Tianbao, outstanding people.

There was a moment of trance in the expression, and then he was awake.

Then, there is a strong ... want to break through!

It seems to be a kind of sentiment in the depths of the soul, and it seems to be a kind of guidance in the midst.

It was a huge epiphany.

The breath on Chu Yu's body is constantly sublimating.

A white figure stood by the window of the pavilion and stared down at the figure on the street.

Leaning on Red Cuicui and staying with him.

Yihong said softly: "It's really a distinguished guest."

Cuicui muttered: "Expensive is unspeakable."

A smile appeared on the white man's face.

Chu Yu stood up.

Flying towards Gaotian, there was already a thunderbolt, slashing straight at him.

It was just a seemingly ordinary thunderbolt.

Dazzling white light.

It's just very long.

I don't know where I was born, I split into Chu Yu's body.

Only one moment, Chu Yu's body was torn apart!

Blood, broken bones, lasing everywhere.

A soul was also hit hard.

The white man and Yihong Cuicui have already appeared on the top of the attic.

The two women leaning against Hongcui looked exclaimed.

"Gosh ... how could this be?"

"Is he dead?"

The two women's faces were pale, their realm was not low, and they had stepped into their ancestral realm.

All of them were able to see clearly what was happening in the depths of Gao Tian, ​​and they were all a little scared.

The man in white frowned slightly and muttered, "This is a giant's catastrophe. He is growing too fast! Although the foundation is strong enough, the years of physical possession are too short. This is his fatal flaw. what."

"What should I do? Will he really die?" Yi Hong's eyes showed anxiety.

Cuicui also worried.

Bai Yiren said: "Pangu has been open to the present day. Too many creatures have failed to impact this state. This kind of thing is really too difficult to say."

"Is this why you haven't hit this realm, Master?" Yi Hong asked softly.

The man in white looked at her lovingly and said with a smile, "The old man doesn't hit that realm because you two!"

"Ah!" The two women exclaimed softly, and all of them were blushing, showing tenderness in their eyes, and looking at the white man with watery eyes.

"I'm not sure, this kind of robbery ..." Bai Yiren sighed in his heart.

Lifting his head and continuing to look at Gao Tian, ​​he said: I don't know if it is right or wrong to push you this way, but since I met here, it is a kind of heaven.

Above the sky, Chu Yu ’s soul was devastated by this lightning.

He was reborn with hard blood.

The sky did not drop a second lightning.

Seems to be waiting for him, giving him a chance to breathe, and then ... to send him into a thousand disasters!

When Chu Yu's body was difficult to regroup together, deep in the deep universe, a thunderbolt was cleaved again.

This time, the color of thunder and lightning is still similar to that of a thunder and lightning.

Dazzling white light.

The eyes of the white man below narrowed in an instant, and his face was extremely dignified.

Horrified: "This Sky Thunder ... Samsara ..."

Chu Yu felt like he was all over and there was nothing.

It seemed that there was only a little real spirit left, retaining his memory.

Can't speak or move.

This is the real spirit, wandering around and passing through the boundary wall in an instant, disappearing here in the starry sky dam.

The power of the peak of the ancestral realm, in the face of this kind of sky, has no resistance at all.

So fragile, it is hard to believe that practitioners of this level can also be called powerful.

Big is the limit of everything; yes, yes.

The so-called power is to reach all limits!

The level of ancestry is definitely not the limit of spiritual practice, so strictly speaking, it cannot be called powerful.

It's just a relatively solid ceiling on the road of spiritual practice. The powerful can still break it!

The limit of fish is in water.

No matter how powerful it is, it can't fly to the sky.

But since ancient times, there is still a dragon leaping, and then turned into a dragon fish!

That is to break the limit and break the ceiling.

But even if it becomes a dragon, one day, it will once again meet another limit that cannot be broken.

The process of spiritual practice is constantly breaking through one limit after another.

Continue to pursue higher areas.

Therefore, the ancestral realm is nothing more than a station on the road of spiritual practice.

By no means the terminal.

Think about the stone statue from the "outside", maybe even the giants of the main **** level in the era of floods ... are not really powerful!

Chu Yu's true spirit traveled through the boundless universe.

This feeling has never been seen before.

Even if it is the highest level of ancestral realm, it has moved beyond countless times.

But it is not as fast now!

It seems that with just one thought, one can leap from one end of the universe to the other.

Although he could not move or speak, this feeling really made him very happy.

I want to go home!

Chu Yu thought.

This is just a thought.

But the next moment, Chu Yu really saw his home.

On the northern ground of China, the building in the primitive jungle is still there!

Chu Yu even saw his mother here!

Wait ... isn't my mother in my small world?

correct!

What is my status now?

Was it the failure of the crossover?

What about my small world?

Relatives and friends in the small world ... Where have they all gone again?

Suddenly Chu Yu felt an endless sadness.

The next moment, he was sucked into a mysterious unknown space with a huge suction.

Here ... full of darkness, but full of warmth.

This is ... this is inside the mother?

Back in time?

I was born again?

There was an extremely absurd feeling in Chu Yu's heart.

Without going through six reincarnations, is the only true spirit with memory actually resurrected again?

Is this real or unreal?

Even with Chu Yu's way of doing things, he could not tell clearly.

Chu Yu can clearly perceive the situation outside.

But this perception cannot cover too far a distance. It can only reach a dozen meters at most.

And this perception is relatively vague, and even the mother's conversation with others can be heard intermittently.

Gradually, Chu Yu felt more and more sleepy and confused.

And all kinds of memories in my mind seem to be sealed a little bit.

This made him very frightened.

Don't a top-level ancestral cultivator be reduced to a little baby boy and be lost in a confused life?