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At this time, a gust of wind rolled up the white gauze curtains and fluttered in the air. The white gauze seemed to be dancing or waving enthusiastically. It fell gently and brushed against Jingliu's cheek. She vaguely heard someone whispering in her ear.
"I'm always by your side, never far away..."
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The focus of each reincarnation is different. Some are biased towards fighting and perseverance, some are biased towards sacrifice and redemption, and some are biased towards love. The main focus is one difference. It is the same style simulation every time. You will definitely get tired of watching it, and of course you will too in the future. There are simulations of chasing a husband that you love to see, and there may be annoying simulations that you missed, but they all have a happy ending.
Chapter 90 Give me a...
【When the sea reaches the end, the sky is the shore; when the mountain reaches the top, I am the peak! 】
[He will inherit the title of Dragon Lord at birth and will be the future Luofu Yin Yue Lord. He has the richest immortal dragon blood in the history of the Chiming Clan. 】
[You are supposed to be a born king, but you are afraid of that terrifying power. As a result, your power is divided into two personalities. One has the immortal dragon heart, and the other has the immortal dragon blood. 】
[When the ambition to control power bursts out and the immortal king sits on the throne again, the thief must pay the price with blood. 】
[When you were young, you were weak and the Dragon Master in your clan worried about whether you could take on the title of Moon Drinking Lord. However, you were born with intelligence and could master any book or martial arts. You were regarded as the Dragon Lord with the best talent in the past thousand years. It is the important task of the famous clan to spy on immortality. 】
[You and Jingliu's childhood sweetheart, you made a vow to join the Cloud Cavalry Army when you were young. She was like an unreasonable female general, kicking open the door, and it has been deeply rooted in your heart since then. You have nothing to do, and willingly. 】
[From her impromptu tyrannical engagement, to joining the Yunqi to defend the immortal boat, it is the figure side by side on Xuanye Avenue, it is the Xingcha sea that wildly rages under the night, and it is the ancient sea palace ruins that have been buried deep in the sea ravine for thousands of years. Adventure in the Dragon Palace... You know deeply that she is your person who is unwilling to give up your memory even if she is reincarnated thousands of times. 】
[Time is fleeting, and the catastrophe of reincarnation of the Ming Dharmadhara clan is coming. Even if your methods reach the sky, and your combat power is unparalleled and earth-shaking, so what? 】
[Whether it is the calamity of the Ming Dharma Clan or your own will, you have no way to retreat... Gather the blood of the Dragon Lords of the Ming Dharma Clan in six immortal boats, use the power of blood to recast the ladder of immortality, and restart immortality The thief shall die! 】
[You chuckle at the end of immortality, you come with the will to overlook all living beings, you are immortal, you are eternal life, the stars are roaring, the galaxies are trembling, even the star gods are stunned by your summit . 】
[You and Fertile Medicine Master are fighting in the universe, flexing their divine power wantonly. It is a war that belongs to the gods. It is a battle that mortals cannot see, and even envoys cannot look directly at. 】
[I don’t know when that battle came to an end. It might have been a hundred years, or it might have been a thousand years, or it might have just passed by in the blink of an eye. That night, the world was dark, the creatures were mourning, and the hunting arrows penetrated the stars, immortal. The thunder roared wantonly, and the vitality was concealed... The thick fortress was continuously expanded to prevent this battle from affecting the creatures in the universe...]
[Rating: SS+ (Your life is a legend in the universe. You hold the power of immortality and ascend to the top of the immortal dragon. You severely injured the pharmacist and forced Klipper to retreat. You are worshipped by the descendants of the Chiming tribe who believe in the immortal dragon ancestor in the universe. But your life is not perfect. The promises you left behind could not be fulfilled after all... That is your regret...)]
[The descendants of the Xianzhou Mingzhu clan rebuilt the Dragon Praying Altar to pay homage to you as the immortal Dragon Ancestor. The Mingzhu clan of later generations originated from the grace of the "immortal" Dragon Ancestor. The so-called praying to the dragon will surely be heard. 】
[You are not death. The path of immortality flows through every Vidyadhara clan member. Your power protects her and every person who believes in immortality. But since you have lost your body, how can you say that you are not death? 】
[Simulation completed....Rewards are being distributed...]
[Dragon Ancestor: The most complete and pure immortal bloodline, but it still needs time to fully flow in your body. The power of immortality flows in every inch of your blood vessels. That is the power that belongs to you... But you have to know that magnetism It's mutual. Your existence is secretly sensed by her...]
[Give me a face: You will have the greatest face in the world. No matter you say "please give me a face" to anyone, the other party will have a 50% probability of responding to your call. Don't worry, you won't have any side effects, but please consider what you want to say, the 50% probability is still uncertain. 】
[The Sims system is being updated. The next simulation is expected to be in one week. The Sims will respond to your expectations at any time and anywhere~?]
Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was a pure white ceiling with a purple rose-shaped chandelier. Heita and his Q-version dolls were also hung on the chandelier.
He gently sniffed the smell in the air. It was the pleasant smell of shower gel. He had used it not long ago, but it seemed that it had been a long time. It seemed that the smell was a reunion after a long separation, but it seemed that A faint fragrance floated from somewhere, lingering around the tip of his nose and then dissipating gently.
He subconsciously reached out and touched the position of the dragon's horn on his head, but this time he missed it. Instead of the ferocious jade-like smooth dragon's horn, it was filled with ink-like hair.
He felt a little disappointed for no reason, and his palms drooped slightly, but then he suddenly froze because his palms touched that familiar feeling, and there was also that arm-like feeling behind his buttocks.
He was so startled that he almost sat up on the spot, but his eyes inadvertently caught sight of Heita, who was sleeping soundly. He suppressed the strange emotion and calmed down. He just took a few deep breaths, raised the dragon's tail and looked at it carefully. With.
Pure white, it seems to be no different from before. If I have to find something different, it might be that it seems brighter and can reflect light like a mirror.
He looked at himself reflected in the dragon scales. Except that he was wrapped in a black nightgown, he seemed to be no different from when he was the Dragon Lord. The only difference was that the people around him changed from Jingliu to Heita.
But when the mirror flow was mentioned, he fell silent again, even for a longer period of time. The sadness and fear came over him like waves for no reason...
Yes...compared to that sadness...he was more afraid that Jingliu could pluck out his newly grown dragon scales one by one...and even pluck out his own eyelashes one by one, each time they were pulled out. Tell a crime of your own.
[But you have to know that magnetism is mutual...your existence is somehow being sensed by her...]
Why don't you just name me?
You just said it would be great if Jingliu installed a GPS on me, but there must be some mutual magnetic force, and you still feel it secretly.
If she knew that I was currently coaxing Heita on my left, and comforting Cocolia and Shiluva on my right, she could scrape off all my dragon scales with a sword... Jiang Fan thought viciously, and his tail began to wag unconsciously. .
While Jiang Fan was thinking wildly, the dragon's tail uncontrollably touched Heita's waist, making a crisp sound.
He subconsciously widened his eyes and was about to pull back the dragon's tail and hide it behind his back. But before he could take back the tail, Heita slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with sleepy eyes. The dragon tail that was in mid-air and had not yet had time to retract it suddenly froze.
When their eyes met, the world seemed to suddenly become quiet and silent.
Jiang Fan was silent for a while: "Give me some face, just pretend you haven't seen my tail."
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I got up at around 6 o'clock today and took the car to go play with my friends...I've been coding since I got to the hotel...I finally got to publish a chapter!
Chapter 91 The Sword of Damocles Mirror Style
"Turn around...raise your butt...raise it a little higher...raise your chest and raise your head...look straight ahead, don't look at me...come closer...yes, yes...raise your tail too...don't move..." What's wrong with touching your tail? Your whole body is mine, be honest!"
The room in the black tower of the space station is brightly lit, and the crystal chandelier emits a bright halo that illuminates every corner of the room. There is a bright light everywhere, which is in sharp contrast with the pitch-black universe outside the glass window.
Jiang Fan stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror with a grimace, chest raised and head raised, letting Heita hold some kind of machine to shine on him. From time to time, he had to endure Heita's hands on his tail and She wiped oil from the dragon's horns and let her touch it here and there, but she couldn't even complain at all.
Whenever he showed the slightest hint of impatience, Heita would squint and look straight at him. Those talking eyes seemed to be saying, "It's okay, don't worry about me. You know, I'm just drifting in the universe looking for him." I’ve only been with you for more than two hundred years, what else can I say?”
At this thought, Jiang Fan's heart softened and he could only let Heita play with his dragon horns and tail. At the same time, he had doubts in his heart about this so-called 'biggest face in the world'.
Although there is still a half chance that the other party will not give you face, but the first time you use it, you will suffer a waterloo. It really makes people question the so-called 'give me a face', and even think about what they will do next. Will every face be swollen by others?
"It's not scientific, but it's very interesting." Heita pinched Jiang Fan's horns and nodded gently, "The underlying genetic sequence of the human body cannot change in just 18 minutes and 36 seconds, unless there is a persistence in your body. The genetic lineage of the Ming clan, but..."
"You were born from the planet Yaliluo IV. How could you have the blood of the Vidyadharas in your genes? As far as I know, the Vidyadharas only broke the argument of being infertile nearly a thousand years ago, but they have dragon horns and... The dragon's tail is still a sign of high bloodline. Could it be that you were abandoned by a couple from the Vidyadhara clan? But it's still unreasonable..." Heita looked Jiang Fan up and down with interest.
Jiang Fan remained silent and said to himself, "You old man, you can even calculate the time from taking a shower to going to bed, even down to the second. Did you really fall asleep just now?"
And it’s strange that this thing is reasonable. Not to mention the baby abandoned by the Vidyadhara couple. As far as his seniority is concerned, everyone in the Vidyadhara must respectfully call him “ancestor” when they see him, and maybe return the favor. I have to kneel down and kowtow in salute.
Besides, can we put aside the matter of not holding Ming clan blood for now?
You're holding my tail a little too hard, girl... are you trying to pluck the hair off my tail? Still want to twist my tail into a dough stick?
Jiang Fan was screaming in his heart, and for a moment he even forgot about the Mirror Sword of Damocles hanging above his head.
"Although I haven't had much interaction with the Immortal Boat Alliance, I still know a little bit about the story of the Mingdhichi Clan. It is rumored that there once was a Dragon Lord in the Immortal Boat Luofu. He was weak since he was a child, but he still overcame all obstacles and became a new immortal. Dragon, this is how the Vidyadhara clan, which is on the verge of extinction, has regained its vitality." Heita glanced at him meaningfully and paused:
"Although the story that has been circulated so far is full of strange stories, its core content has not changed much. For example, the name of the legendary Dragon Lord who became the immortal star god, if I remember correctly, should be called..." Heita said in his hand. He flicked the instrument lightly, stood on tiptoes and gripped Jiang Fan's collar tightly, speaking every word.
"The Immortal Dragon Ancestor, Lord of the Bright Drinking Moon...Jiang! Fan!"
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Belloberg's administrative square is still a grand scene full of people, whether it is the song "Just Because You Are So Beautiful" that instantly became popular with Belloberg or Mr. Walter's passionate dance, which almost ignited the whole audience. The small fire in the hearts of the residents of Berg suddenly became a huge conflagration.
The iron guards put their arms around each other's shoulders and punched each other, guessing the wine. The thick silver armor had already been thrown into the corner of the arsenal.
The residents toasted and drank together, and the so-called 'big politicians' from all walks of life talked about the future development of Belloberg. The people sitting around listened with interest, nodding in agreement from time to time, showing an expression like this .
But among the lively crowd, Xing sat alone in the corner of the concert stage with a sad face, as if some bad news had come.
Her shoulders were shaking slightly, and the faint light from the mobile phone screen illuminated her pale and haggard face. Her eyes were dull and her pupils were dull. The sadness was indescribable, and she looked like someone who had a big guarantee for Clara. look.
At this time, someone came out of the stage light and stopped in front of her, tapping her shoulder gently.
"Don't be sad secretly. Uncle Yang's dance puts us to shame. You deserved to lose."
March 7 patted Xing's shoulder and sighed softly. He found a place to sit next to her and sipped the freshly squeezed Dongying fruit juice produced in Belloberg in small sips. He couldn't help but sigh.
She originally thought that there was no such thing as freshly squeezed juice in a city like Belloberg that was covered with snow all year round, but Siluwa shook her head meaningfully and used the old-fashioned coffee machine to squeeze a cup of orange juice for her. The fresh juice tastes so sweet that you can't stop drinking it.
In Shiluwa’s words, “Those are the fruit tree seeds that our cutest Lingbao brought back when he went on a scientific expedition. They are the best choice for freshly squeezed juice. Good stuff that you can’t even find.”
For a moment, she had some respect for the youngest sister of the Jiang Fan family whom she had never met.
Xing raised his head and glanced at March 7th, and slowly shook his head with a sad face: "No... Even if Uncle Yang's dance exploded, it can't compare to the pain of my house's collapse..."
March 7th swallowed the juice in the glass cup and opened her mouth to say something to comfort her, but before she could make a sound, the deafening footsteps rang in their ears.
March Qi and Xing subconsciously raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound. There was the ancestor standing tall and waving his arms, like a puppy that didn't want to be led away by a stranger.
If you look more carefully, you will find that there is a man hanging on the ancestor's shoulder. He is holding the ancestor's shoulder armor tightly and refusing to let go. He seems to be saying something. Through the shape of his mouth, it can be vaguely seen that he is "Follow me." ' Or something like 'fine engine oil'.
"I'll go, it's Uncle Yang!" Xing exclaimed after rubbing his eyes to make sure he didn't make a mistake.
Isn't that man wearing some kind of suspenders stage show look none other than Uncle Yang?
His cane is still tucked under his arm! But the feverish look on her face was exactly the same as when she was trying to kidnap Clara.
"Uncle Yang's image in my heart is about to be shattered." March 7 said softly, rubbing the inner wall of the glass cup.
The image of Uncle Yang in her heart has always been that of the leader of a secret organization, a knight who saves the planet, a teacher who teaches and educates people, and a painter of original animation paintings, but now he has turned into... something like a madman, That expression was the same as when Xing knocked down Clara, or even worse!
"As far as I know, Walter doesn't have many hobbies, but it seems that mechas are one of them." Jizi opened the stage curtain and walked out, speaking softly as if reminiscing, "Before you even set foot on the train, Walter is very interested in the Gundam series of mechas manufactured by the Black Tower Space Station, let alone the legendary Gundam Ancestor mecha?"
"Walter always seems to be worried that he can't keep up with the pace of young people... In my opinion, he himself is very young at heart."
Chapter 92 The road to immortality is full of thorns, but I still want to find you
Sitting on the Gucci orange leather sofa embroidered with rhombus patterns on the Star Dome Train, Jiang Fan was in a state of high mental tension. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyes were wandering, and he felt restless. People have the illusion that there is a cactus under their buttocks.
Turning around, you will see the gardening area full of green plants. Looking around, you can see the clean and tidy floors and the melodious classical music played by the old gramophone.
Looking up, there is a warm yellow projection of a huge whale, and outside the surrounding glass windows is the dark and deep starry sky. The air is faintly filled with the bitter taste of coffee and a strong smell of sugar.
Jiang Fan remained silent without saying a word. Next to him were Xing and March Qi, who had equally ugly faces and were sweating all over their bodies.
The three people looked solemn and looked at each other with an air of sympathy for each other. Only Dan Heng leaned on the train pillar with an indifferent expression and sipped coffee, as if he was in a fugue. Beyond the sky.
Jiang Fan raised his head and glanced at the backs of Cocolia, Xiluwa and Jizi in front of the coffee machine, then looked down at the empty glass cups on the table in front of him, feeling a little sad for no reason.
He suddenly felt that even if Heita pulled his tail and beat him wildly, it wouldn't be a big deal. It wasn't like pulling the hair on his tail anyway.
Heita's little fist was so soft that he didn't feel any pain at all. Compared with the torture that his own appetite had to go through, the force of the fist was not very comfortable.
As for the fairy tale that had been circulated in several versions on the Fairy Boat Alliance, he just glanced at it briefly and found that it was filled with a lot of love and hatred, as well as various inspirational quotes, which almost shaped him. He became a perfect and strange man in the history of Xianzhou.
What about being born with auspicious clouds and divine soldiers descending from the sky, and what about punching evil creatures in the northern universe and kicking believers in the southern universe when they are three years old?
It was almost all nonsense, and they also said that when he was sitting in the courtyard meditating, a stone tablet fell from the sky, with the word immortal engraved on it, indicating that his dragon life was destined to become a legend.
The most outrageous thing is that his sculpture is still standing on the Luofu Immortal Boat, and the nameplate under the sculpture is engraved with a line of large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes:
"If you don't worship the respected one, your true destiny will be lost. Three souls will be killed on the road of reincarnation, and they will be sent to the common people when they come back and forth."
"The divine sky shook the sky for thirty thousand miles, and the stormy waves covered the stars and springs. They meandered for hundreds of years, and finally became immortal and came to the world."
When Jiang Fan saw this poem, his mood was just like when he was a child and watched the Hokage Kaihuang kick Uchiha Madara away with a youthful kick. He felt his blood boiling. Not to mention the descendants of the Akiji clan, even he, the client, couldn't bear to see it. His momentum soared, and he wished he could grab the Fengfu Medicine Master by the collar and fight for another 300 rounds to determine the winner.
But his lion-like aura only lasted for half a second before it wilted, because there was a short paragraph under the nameplate, which made him rub his shoulders and feel cold all over.