The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 812: To vomit blood with anger

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There are many such tall sand walls in Sand City, on the sand walls, on the city walls, and on the ground, there are such sand paintings everywhere.

Along the way, the two people met were all human races, and there was not a monster race.

These people are either squatting or standing in front of the sand painting, some are thinking, some are whispering, and they are all wondering if there is any mystery in the sand painting.

Everyone is not stupid. There is nothing in this sand city, only this sand painting. If you want to come here, you have to look for it in this painting.

It's just that this sand painting is too mysterious and no one has yet understood it.

Seeing Jimoya and Huan Qingyan walking slowly, the wise only nodded, and then went on to comprehend the sand painting.

The cheeky guys came up and said, "Gong Zi Ya, I'm so dull, I can't see the mystery in this sand painting. I wonder if Gong Zi Ya can help me solve the puzzles?"

Do you want to get something for nothing?

Huan Qingyan's eyes widened, it was too shameless!

Jimoya smiled slightly, and just about to speak, a burst of extreme icy air suddenly hit, and the people nearby were forced to retreat several steps by the icy air.

I saw that in front of the sand wall not far away, Xue Nu was sitting cross-legged, and the sand painting on the sand wall in front of her seemed to be frozen by the cold air.

The snow girl closed her eyes slightly, and the sand painting slowly turned into nothingness under the icy air. As the sand painting melted, the icy air became more and more bitter.

Everyone who can enter this level is considered to be an elite among the elites. At first glance, who doesn’t understand, Xue Nu must have understood the mystery in this sand painting, but didn’t see that it’s getting colder around her. ?

As soon as I understood, everyone didn't hesitate, and they all searched for the nearest sand paintings to enlighten.

Huan Qingyan turned her head to look at Jimo Ya, and asked his opinion with her eyes.

Jimoya held Huan Qingyan's hand, and saw the look in her dependent eyes, his heart softened, and the little girl's whole-hearted trust in her was fully revealed in this eye.

She smiled slightly, took her hand and accelerated her pace, looking for sand paintings while also watching the situation.

On the way the two were searching for sand paintings, some people have gradually understood the mystery of sand paintings.

Jimoya only glanced at it, and he knew it in his heart.

The secret word is transmitted to Huan Qingyan: "Don’t be afraid. I just observed it. Those who can comprehend the mystery of this sand painting are all outstanding talents who can enter the secret realm this time. And this sand painting can Whether to comprehend or not depends on fate. Let’s watch it slowly, and when we meet our chance, we will be able to comprehend."

Illusory Qingyan understands in seconds.

Ya Shuai means that everyone who can understand is talented. With his and his own talents, as long as you encounter sand paintings that suit you, you don't have to worry about chances.

Those who are frustrated and fail to comprehend are those whose IQ is not up to standard.

Nodded, Huan Qingyan showed a smirk, covering her mouth, and looking at the people around her, there were only two types in her eyes: those with high IQ and those with insufficient IQ.

With a bottom in their hearts, the two accelerated their pace, looking for sand paintings that fit their chances.

I didn't go far, I saw a familiar figure, chasing another figure, "Mingranxie, you stop this princess!"

It's Dimethoate.

The figure appeared and disappeared, for a while in front of Dimethoate, behind her for a while, and for a while by her side. After showing up, he winked at her and smiled: "Kiss Guoer, What's the matter with your husband?"

"Bah, what kind of husband are you this princess? This princess will tell her father to divorce you when she goes back, ah, pah, pah, retiring! Resolutely retiring!" Le Guoer blushed with anger, wishing her blushes. If he rushed to kill the evil spirits, this guy would be invisible. He was really unpredictable and he couldn't catch it, so he vomited blood.