Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1025: , ancient surnames
"This is..."
Many people looked at the banner with surprise on their faces.
"They are also born, and the world is going to be in chaos!" In the corner, a man with a dirt face muttered to himself, with excitement and fear in his eyes.
"This ruin is not simple, even the Ji family has attracted!" The Taoist with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers painted on his robe flashed away in the street. He seemed to be walking, but his speed was as fast as lightning, and his left thumb kept moving. The other four fingers jumped, and with each jump, the pace changed.
The huge convoy of Ji's family slowly drove into the blue city, and the city that appeared to be empty after the war suddenly became lively. Everyone on the street, many people don't know the meaning of "Ji", they just feel that the team is luxurious and powerful. But when he saw the Wang family, Li family, Zhao family, and other families greet him one after another, his face changed.
Wang, Li, and Zhao are already the top celebrities in the world. If they are so humble, what kind of existence does the Ji family really exist?
On the third floor of the inn, near the window, there is a pot of turbid wine and two small glasses. The wine is not a famous wine, but the taste is not worse than that of any famous wine. It was stolen from an ancient tomb by Wang Er. It was buried underground for hundreds of years. The wine is mellow and people with insufficient skills will be drunk just by smelling the wine. .
"Li Qingchuan, the Ji family can't bear to be lonely. I'm afraid that this Samsung relic is nothing for us." Wang Er held the cup and played with it lightly. The drink is full, but no matter how he shakes it, it won't overflow a drop.
My eyes flickered when I spoke, and a sneer haughty and disdainful from the corner of his mouth.
Ji family, what is good to say is ancient, and bad to say is decay. The wheels of history are rolling incessantly. Old families such as the Ji family that have become footcloths should have long since disappeared in the long river of history and replaced by other families.
"Treasures are born in nature, and those who have virtue live in them." Li Qingchuan stared at the ancient font on the banner. It is a font that is no longer in use. The mountain and river characters are only the oldest group of people. In use, it represents their final stubbornness and glory.
The wine glass has been in front of him for a long time, and Li Qingchuan didn't touch it either. The wine smells attractive, but he doesn't like wine. Once upon a time, he was also a prodigal son in wine, not drunk or returning, and suave, but now, that kind of life seems to be far away.
"What surprise do you think you can see today?" Wang Er retracted his gaze, because the second carriage opened the curtains. It was a young man of about twenty-five and sixty, with ancient black costumes adorned with In Phnom Penh, the eyes are like electricity, the eyebrows are thick and black, and there is a kind of prestige
The domineering face of the world.
One of the leading figures of the younger generation of the Ji family, Ji Zhuzhong, a child of other people's family who often appears in the mouth of parents, is excellent and desperate.
"No more!" Li Qingchuan finally retracted his gaze, and passed Ji Zhuzhong's gaze. Before the decisive battle, he didn't want to collide with this person prematurely.
The Ji family has all appeared, and other forces will not appear unless their brains are caught by the door.
"One day, my Wang family should do the same." Wang Er's tone was unreliable.
"Yes, one day." Li Qingchuan sighed slightly, shook his head, and poured the wine in the glass into the soup. The Ji family's prestige and prestige were created in that era. The time and place are right and the people are harmonious. Now they don't have it. It is almost impossible for the latecomers to reproduce their former glory.
"Waste!" Wang Er felt very distressed. There were only 6 altars of wine brought back from the ancient tomb. He gave two altars to the old man, and gave one altar to a good friend. He himself only had three altars. It was cautious, this was already the last altar, and Li Qingchuan just squandered a cup.
"One more hour, I'll go to sleep." Li Qingchuan didn't care about the pain on Wang Er's face. When he stood up, he was gone.
"Tonight is suitable for bleeding!" Wang Er looked at the same sky, the bright moon had come out, and he drank his glass of wine in one gulp and disappeared into the inn.
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"Go, you return to the Black Dragon City." In the secret room deep underground, Liu Wei Anyan and his party said. He had planned it, but he was frightened in vain. He believed his feelings very much. Yan'er and others can't stay here anymore.
The Ping An soldiers have no right to speak. What Liu Wei'an said and what they did, Yan'er showed an expression of reluctance to leave.
"My son, the Blue City is now a place of right and wrong, why not wait until your skills are restored?" Yan'er said cautiously.
"The good fortune here has nothing to do with the level of strength." Liu Wei'an shook his head. Before losing his skill, he was not very enthusiastic about the ruins. He just heard many legends. The benefits of the ruins are endless, and some are just greed. After losing his skill, his spiritual sense suddenly increased, and he vaguely felt that the relics here were his luck and must be left behind.
If he misses it, he will regret it for a lifetime.
"I'm not strong either! I think--" Yan'er closed her mouth, Liu Wei'an's eyes were calm, but she felt like a big mountain.
"Well, since you want to stay
Just stay. Don't cry when you are in danger. "Liu Wei'an laughed, and the cold winter was gone, and the spring breeze was blowing.
"Thank you, son!" Yan'er cheered, happily.
"Does Banxian stay or go to Black Dragon City?" Liu Wei'an looked at Xu Banxian. Xu Banxian was not a member of Team Ping An, he was a free man, coming and going for self-determination.
Xu Banxian hadn't spoken yet, the little shopkeeper appeared with a solemn expression and a trace of shame: "The Blue City is sealed, and I am afraid it will not be easy to leave."
Liu Wei'an and Xu Banxian were shocked at the same time, as the little merchandiser came to the underground boundary of the Blue City, they were suddenly shocked~ IndoMTL.com~ A huge formation enveloped the entire Blue City, only unable to get in or out. .
The sky and the earth are all sealed, so no one noticed such a huge array.
"The complexity of this big formation is the only thing I have seen in my life." Xu Banxian felt it, and his face showed horror.
"It was improved on the incomplete ancient formation. It is more subtle but not enough to kill." Liu Wei'an checked silently, and said after the time for a cup of tea. In order to increase the hidden line, the boundary of the formation has a flexible area. You can go out of the city, but you can only go one kilometer away. One kilometer away, you will encounter a barrier or a ghost hitting a wall, and you will not be able to go out.
"Can it be broken?" Xu Banxian looked at him expectantly.
"No!" Liu Wei'an replied simply and neatly.
"..." If Xu Banxian hadn't been blind, he would probably roll his eyes.
"However, this formation is not over yet. It is okay to gather the strength of the three of us and go out." Liu Wei'an's tone was full of strong fighting spirit. He understood the essence of the formation from the ancient books and believed that it was a formation. Fa Dajin, suddenly encountered such a delicate formation, couldn't help but want to compete.
Xu Banxian is also a master of formations. The little shopkeeper is close to the earth and is unparalleled in the world. This formation is based on the terrain, and it just matches the little shopkeeper’s mouth, plus his formation skills, if this is the case, he can’t get out. , His pain these days has been in vain.
"Can you finish speaking in one breath." At the moment, Xu Banxian really regretted staying in the Blue City. I found that since I met Liu Wei'an, there has been nothing good, especially in the past few days, I have seen the King several times. The Blue City is too dangerous.
"It should not be too late. Let's do it right away. Otherwise, we will be really helpless." Liu Wei'an's voice fell, and there was a wave of fluctuations from the ground, and his face changed.
"Not good—"