The Devil Restores: I Can Transform The Great Love

In the nine-to-nine-year-old world, perhaps not knowing, Jiuzhou is completely worthy of the First World, so poor.

The old wall was tiled, the pillars above the wormhole, a bit of room to look through could always collapse.

One by one the shadows walked out the door, far away from the heavens.

As can be seen, they are all dressed in coarse cloth of thorns, in the room piled up to collect food, and yet take crops and live.

The First World, of course, is not low to this kind of level.

Tianji, eclipsed.

These guys are receiving themselves “Life” .

Every time he watched fortune telling later, based on the large and small situation, the Yuan family members encountered a difference, either the room collapsed in the opposite room, or the head was bleeding, everything was not good.

These ears cannot use the power to prevent, must be completely received.

Celestial bodies cannot be revealed.

In fact, every single general at the moment understood, they weren’t anything like human-grade gods, just people in calamity.

So Yuan Jia was only at the most depressed at the moment, showing people fortune telling, in exchange for paying for money.

The clan flourished later, sealing the door.

It is possible that later the demon beast messed up, at that time, the management of the Dao Ming Celestial Realm compared to the current underworld was less and less, the traffic, the news transmitted was not prosperous, a little village, small town, once encountered the demon beast ambush, the body was completely destroyed.

Under the reluctance, the sixth generation of the master brought Yuan family out, pushed to kill demons, soon figured out where to be attacked by demons, in the chaos to save countless people.

That Yuan Jia was destined to betray, also this present is torn.

Hundreds of years ago, the underworld grew, Jiuzhou took turns once, finally reached a relatively stable state, Yuan Jia could finally hide again.

They hadn’t counted for decades.

But the Posthumous Family is still the same because the clan has done some things, received a lifetime, the clan has just been born, and has spent a lifetime of misery, raw tea thorns, breaking the old village.

Thankfully, most people are used to it.

Not going to secular prosperity, hey all his life, for him these people who have just been born are bound to go to the general a line that, to say, has never been a good thing.

Now.

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As night fell, the heavenly blood demon, leaving for a long time without a stir through Yuanjia, once again began to stir.

“The sound is ahead of time?”

“How can the Underworld not send people, invite us to speculate in this disastrous battle . . .”

“That’s right, they didn’t come looking for us at the six inner riots, did they bring us Yuan family to forget?”

“Maybe you don’t want to let us go again. . .”

“This time, it’s like there’s a difference!”

“Three strikes, how do you say that?”

One old man, one by one, was startled.

“I don’t really see the cut, only the clearest feeling, this one wants to be a little more aggressive!”

“Obviously the same uproar at a, three strikes, are you or aren’t you blurry?”

“Little prince, you want to eat, don’t you?”

A group of debaters inside, all outside the room, entered a relatively flat piece on the ground above, next to a block of wooden planks engraved with three words: Guan Qingtai.

In it, there was a young man and people around him who did not get along.

Late at night he was wearing a pair of sunglasses, a floral shirt, a pair of loose pants, and a pair of sponge slippers, and although the shoes were a little unsuitable, he was still brilliant.

This is like the only village in the city to see through the birth of a baby.

“This is all autumn, Xiao Tian, are you dressed like that not cold?”

“That’s right a Heavenly Song, how did you come back last time still wearing this one, it’s been six or seven days without a shower?”

“Xiao Tian, wearing sunglasses at night?”

“It may or may not stink . . .”

The original young man showed a proud expression, very pleased with himself “Fashionable”, hearing these words, the spirit stagnated.

He looked towards the group of people, carefully picking and choosing the right one.

A charge came.

“!”

“Whoever told you to say the same thing, I don’t know big or small.”

A new little man fell to the ground, grabbed his ass, and was angry and disgruntled: “Heavenly Song, you have a great cause and effect, tonight your grapefruit tree is stolen!”

“Death eater, you miscalculated a spell, turned your head to remember to go there, I before going to the door brought the last grapefruit to eat, you stole the fart!” Sunglasses the young man squeaked.

“Xiao Tian, don’t be easy.” At this time, the other three urged his mouth to say: “Quickly help to see, Is this Heavenly Statue or is there no difference?”

This high-ranking old man directed a young man, who was not at all unwilling, as if they all felt natural.

“No problem . . .” The young man finished speaking, but did not raise his head to look up at the sky, but took off his sunglasses, staring intently ahead.

For a moment, he nodded, firmly on the one hand.

“Three strikes, you are not wrong, this time it is confirmed that something has happened.”

The other three were startled: “Xiao Tian, how do you think the jutsu has come to this step? No need to look at the statue? !”

“No, the patriarch is here, I don’t see his face very well.”

The youth pointed ahead.

Everyone was paying attention now, rubble on the road, an old man sinking his face in the direction of this place.

The men: “. . .”

Good one-handed watching narrator.

“Patriarch! . . . The Patriarch . . . Father . . .”

A group of people chanted together.

The old man snapped his hand, scanning a circle of people: “Can you see?”

“Grace! The blood moon in the sky, the turbulent aura, forbid the place to happen!”

Everyone answered.

“Not only that, this time it’s a huge number!”

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The rest of them didn’t even feel anything.

But the three old men who heard the word were simultaneously discolored, as if they were shocked to the extreme.

“There’s no work, there’s no relationship with people.” The old man finished speaking, looking towards the young man’s sunglasses.

“Xiao Tian, it’s still bothering you this time.”

“Patriarch, really? This time it may or may not give me two hundred more blocks of money, I last time I saw a winter set of fur coats, I couldn’t buy them.” The young man was clearly excited.

“Your little brother . . .”

The old man was very complicated.

The young man in front of him was watching grow up, the same Yuan family of this generation, Yuan Tianyi.

He’d just been born imperiously, putting his name on a difficult one.

The family is the old man who draws the name.

It’s a direct catchphrase.

As a result, this young man in the first round immediately captured the “Tian”, which meant too much, and then brought a bunch of elders to the ground.

Without thinking of him catching the second word more menacingly.

“General ”

The Celestial General.

The general, all his life, was chasing the heavenly general, this name was too big, too involved, the old man was afraid that he could not force it, three years ago, he wanted to suddenly die, especially breaking the rules, so that he could be recruited.

As a result, the second time he caught the word “Gang”.

With the old ancestor of the same name, this is definitely not possible.

So waited until the third time, catching the letter, although it was also very large, including the famous Tian Yuan, but good and bad was the person in the house, it must be readable in, before finally going down.

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Super good story

The Devil Restores: I Can Transform The Great Love