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Chu Xun believes that the so-called Xiuxian is nothing more than the imagination that came out of his four-time drop.

Where is the fairy in the world? How can there be any magic?

The next day, Chu Xun completely accepted the reality.

He is a downcast candidate.

Like other candidates in the world.

There is only one purpose, the high school champion, who is famous for his success, Guangzong Yaozu.

For Chu Xun preparing for the test, the whole village is supportive.

Stacks of thick books.

Chu Xun study with peace of mind.

In addition, he enjoyed the blessing of all.

Jinghong and Hua Qingwu go to sleep every night.

Chu Xun simply did not think about Shu.

Whatever fairy, what magic, he was left behind.

Can be described as envy and envy.

Such a leisurely and wonderful day is not changed for a fairy.

In a blink of an eye, July 7th.

It's time to go to Beijing to take the test.

The villagers began to collect travel expenses.

Fire essence?

Looking at this red little thing, Chu Xun stunned.

It seems poor, but also part of the source of his imagination.

In his dream, he saw the fire spirits piled up into the mountains.

It seems that he is scarce in reality.

Huojin is the only currency currently on the planet.

Moreover, they are really poor.

The whole village reluctantly helped him make up the toll.

Farewell to the folks, with the expectations of parents and wife and daughter, Chu Xun embarked on the journey.

Out of the village entrance, Chu Xun saw the boundary stone of Qianlong Village.

Chu Xun took out the writing brush, soaked the pen with saliva, waved the pen, and wrote:

Fairly embroidered, with latitude and longitude hidden in the chest, seeking fame and fortune, he must be glorious and his clothes return.

Throw away the brush and go away.

Wandering all the way, finally arrived in the capital.

The next day, the students started the exam.

Chu Xun held his head up and stared at the four large characters of Longxia Academy.

This word?

Chu Xun's eyes were strange, this seemed to be his own handwriting.

Maybe I think too much.

He shook his head and stepped into this world-renowned institution.

Before the announcement, the crowd moved.

Chu Xun pushed forward and saw an imperial list posted on it.

Prince proctored.

These four words make Chu Xun's eyes shrink.

Hua Qingwu told him that the prince was the new emperor who was about to ascend the throne.

New emperor, isn't it Long Ao?

Chu Xun's face was a bit ugly.

He covered his heart with his hands.

Why is there suffocation in my heart?

...

Exam begins.

Thousands of students are neatly arranged and arranged neatly.

Chu Xun is ready to write.

At this time, the Prince came in person.

Chu Xun stared at the familiar face, his breath stagnated.

"Xiongtai, has the prince ever invigilated himself?"

The student next to him shook his head gently.

Since I have never been invigilated, it means that I have never met the Prince.

So why did he appear in his dream?

Chu Xun was puzzled.

And the suffocation in my heart was surging outward.

Chu Xun is a little scared. What's wrong?

Does dreaming affect oneself?

Subconsciously, he waved a pen.

Ao Huang lost me, Cang lost me, kill!

Nine large characters jumped on the paper.

Chu Xun's breath became disordered, and his eyes became blood red.

Long Ao felt something, looked at Chu Xun, a hint of doubt appeared under his eyes, and then came over.

He looked at Chu Xun quietly, with an exploration in his eyes.

But the invigilator saw the nine characters in front of Chu Xun.

"Bold, dare to call me my name, come and catch me."

A soldier rushed and took Chu Xun.

"kill!"

Chu Xun Ang Tian roared.

Long Ao looked at Chu Xun, his eyes flickered, I wonder what he was thinking?

"This person may have been wicked into the body, and put him in a Buddhist temple to purify him with the sound of a Buddha." Longao said.

Chu Xun was put into a huge Buddhist temple.

The Zhangba Golden Buddha sat in a pan, pinched the Buddha's seal, his face was peaceful, and the Gospel came out faintly.

Who knows, Chu Xun not only was not sober, but his eyes were more scarlet.

As if he had a deep hatred against the Buddha.

"Shut up, shut me up."

Chu Xun roared, jumped on the stone platform, and pushed fiercely, the statue of Zhangba Buddha was pushed down.

With a bang, the ground trembled, and the statue of the Buddha shattered into pieces.

The statue of Buddha is not a gold cast, but has crossed a layer of gold.

Looking at the shattered Buddha statue, Chu Xun laughed with a raised head, and he couldn't say anything.

Squeak!

The Buddhist temple door opened and Long Ao came in.

"Chu Xun, are you still awake?"

Chu Xun looked awkwardly, and looked at Long Ao strangely.

"What do you mean?"

"Chu Xun, this life is buried in your hands. Are you still awake?" Long Ao said in pain.

"what are you saying?"

Chu Xun rushed forward, trying to grab Long Ao's collar, but passed it directly.

He turned sharply, and Long Ao stood there well.

"You ..." Chu Xun opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say?

Long Ao chuckled.


"Chu Xun, the ancestor is dead, life is ruined, you should wake up."

After finishing speaking, Long Ao turned into a diffused light spot.

"Don't go, make it clear, what do you mean?" Chu Xun rushed in panic, trying to hold those light spots in his hand, but in vain.

He opened the door and rushed out, and immediately froze in place.

There are no pavilions, no thousands of students, nothing, ruins.

The earth is riddled with holes and hot magma flows everywhere.

Chu Xun found in horror that suddenly he had unparalleled strength, and he could destroy the world by raising his hand.

If he remembered it correctly, this was the power of the fairy emperor in his dream.

Chu Xun rushed into the void, and looked around with sorrow. Ground magma gushes, Warcraft rages, and fowls sweep away.

"Chu Xun, save me."

A faint voice came from thousands of miles away.

Chu Xun's complexion changed greatly. This was Jinghong's voice. He stepped out a thousand miles.

"No!" Chu Xun growled.

He watched Jinghong be swallowed by a huge Warcraft.

laugh!

Chu Xun raised his hand and tore the World of Warcraft in half.

Jinghong fell from the flesh, Chu Xun raised his hand and dragged him.

"It's okay." Chu Xun comforted.

"Chu Xun, wake up quickly." Jinghong looked at Chu Xun Yan Yan, but his body was like Long Ao, and the light spots disappeared.

Chu Xun panicked and was at a loss. He tried to confine the light spots, but failed.

"what!"

He had never been frustrated before, and raised his hand to shoot all the mountains that were hundreds of miles away.

"Husband, save me."

Chu Xunmeng a sudden, this is the sound of Hua Qingwu, the sound stepped forward.

"you dare."

Chu Xun roared. He saw a dark warrior's sickle swinging through the heart of Hua Qingwu.

Hua Qingwu reached out his hand, tears across his cheeks, eyes full of perseverance and nostalgia.

"Husband, wake up quickly."

After that, her arm fell slowly.

"Subordinates see Mozun."

The dark devil fell to his knees.

"I'm not your deity."

Chu Xun roared and reached out to crush him into pieces.

The light dance also disappeared into light spots.

At this moment, a figure flew into the magic rock.

"See Mozun, there is only one ancient city on the earth, and it can be destroyed in one day."

"Magic Rock, when did I become your Majesty?"

Moyan looked at Chu Xun strangely. "Devil, you let us be born and lead us to battle. As long as you destroy Gujiang, the entire earth is our demon world."

"Is it? I did all this?" Chu Xun's heart was shaking, he was scared, he was scared.

"Yes." Magic Rock Road.

"Not me." Chu Xun growled suddenly.

boom!

The magic rock was torn into pieces by the majestic magic.

"Gujiang City."

Chu Xun stepped out and came to Gujiang City.

A huge army of dark monsters is killing civilians, and the whole city of Gujiang is billowing with blood, and blood is flowing into the river.

"Stop it, stop it for me."

Chu Xun roared.

But the Dark Demon Legion didn't seem to hear it, still waving the butcher knife.

Chu Xun was furious, and his whole body was full of magic. He shrouded the entire city of Gujiang with a bang, and tens of thousands of dark demons were wiped out.

However, the whole city has become a dead city.

"Xiao Xun, save me."

Suddenly, Liu Ran's voice came from thousands of miles away.

"Sir save me."

"Houselord, save us."

"Chu Demon, save us."

The couple of Chu Tianhe, Chen Hanlong, Yan Wushuang ... Various calls for help came from all directions.

Chu Xun growled and split into two avatars, but could not be saved at all.

"I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ... I can't save you ..."

Chu Xun miserable sorrow.

"Xiao Xun, wake up quickly."

"Sir, wake up soon."

"Chu Demon, you wake up to Lao Tzu."

The voices of loved ones echoed in my ears.

Chu Xun held his head in both hands, growled in pain, and mourned.

Looking at the world, there is a ruin.

"It's not me, it's not me, it's not me ..."

Chu Xun fell from the air, the whole person shrank in the corner, shivering, tearing his heart.

"You lied, this is not my job."

Chu Xun Ang Tian roared, his eyes cracked.

At this moment, I saw wind and clouds, and the ruins in front of me turned into dust.

The sun and the moon change, and the ruins disappear, replaced by blue sky and white clouds, lush old trees, and a gentle breeze.

Chu Xun froze, looked down, and was no longer wearing rough linen, but his original black brocade.

He is not an immortal emperor, or the early Yuan Ying.

Looking around, not far away, there were Yue Jingqiu, Mo Mo enthalpy, and Ge Zhan, they were dozing off.

Chu Xun stood up and had a splitting headache, which took a long time to improve.

Looking around, he was stunned. It was a strange place, but he recognized it.

This is the mountain in the sky.

Is everything false and I'm just dreaming?

The dignified demon king unexpectedly stunned himself to verify.

However, he was still not sure.

Is it a dream now, or was it a dream before?

Can't you get stuck in your dreams?

"Jing Qiu." Chu Xun walked over, shaking Yue Jing Qiu, but Yue Jing Qi woke up like he passed out.

He tried to awaken Gao Mohan's enthusiasm and fighting, but they couldn't wake up.

"you're awake?"

The slightly old voice came from behind Chu Xun.

Chu Xun turned around, but saw a middle-aged man dressed in black looking at him with a smile.

This man is handsome and dressed in black with a jade gourd in his hands, which is quite cynical and free and easy.

Chu Xun can see that the jade gourd in this man's hand is an extremely powerful secret.

"Who are you?" Chu Xun asked.

Middle-aged drank a sip of wine, his eyes thoughtful.

Chu Xun's face looks strange, does he have to think of his own name?

"My name is too many, but I still like others calling me Lao Hei, I have been used to listening to it for millions of years."

Old black? Chu Xun smoked.

He can see clearly that this person is very strong and outrageous, but the name is indeed a bit shameless.

Laohe seems to know what Chu Xun is thinking? With a smile: "Young people, there are always things that people can't put up. They can be people, things, or names."

Chu Xun nodded and thought deeply. Indeed, some things are truly memorable, such as a word or a sentence.



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