I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Outside the Xianling Tower, a group of students heard that Anlin had to challenge the 98th floor and couldn’t help but feel awkward.

"God, Anlin’s classmates have chosen 98 floors. How many years have the school not seen this kind of thing?"

"When Wang Xuan Zhan was passed through the 93rd floor, he lost in the 94th floor. Now, Anlin actually wants to jump to the 98th floor?"

"Oh, peace of mind can defeat Wang Xuechang, he challenged the 98th floor?"

"This is a battle of the millennium. If it wins, it may break the school record!"

“I can witness the birth of the historic events on campus here. I feel that there is another thing worth remembering during my career in campus.”

Many students heard this sentence, they were a little excited, and they looked at the white figure on the water pattern.

Of course, there are also some students watching the battles of the rest of the players.

For example, a group of girls are looking at the battle of Xuanyuan since their eyes are burning, although Xuanyuan is not fighting.

Yes, he hasn’t fought yet, chatting...

A woman with a red long whip and a beautiful female fairy is looking at the man in front of her face without a word.

She sighed: "Are you enough?"

Xuanyuan shook his head and said: "No, Shuyu predecessors, you can't reveal the operation principle of this fairy tower? You must be very painful?"

Shu Yu’s pretty face was slightly pumped: “No, I feel very happy.”

"How can you be happy? The battle of the gods in one of the roads is equivalent to giving out an individual consciousness. That is to say, this **** is also a predecessor of yourself!" Xuanyuan took a deep breath. There is a firm look on the face. "I am the way to cultivate the Taiji Taiji, so you can't lie to me. The predecessors, so infinitely endless time, trapped in a tower. Such a life, are you really happy?"

"I can contribute to the heavens, I am happy." Shuyu said.

"No, you are not happy, I have seen confusion from your eyes." Xuanyuan sincerely decided.

Shuyu: "...I am really happy."

"You are really not happy!" Xuanyuan earnestly said.

Shuyu: "..."

If it weren’t for the student’s handsomeness and for her sake, Shuyu had long since said nothing, and a whip had been drawn.

"So, what do you want to do?" Shuyu is powerless.

"I have a lot of research on Wanling, I can overtake you, but you need to cooperate." Xuanyuan sincerely said.

Shu Yu’s eyes are black: “What do you mean by wanting to destroy me?”

Xuanyuan shook his head: "No, just let you go out, let you really get liberated, return to all spirits, and reincarnate. You are not the same as the sages under the 80th floor. If there is residual consciousness here, you can't Really in the reincarnation."

Shuyu turned his eyes and said: "So, this is to destroy me!"

Xuanyuan Cheng smiled and said: "A new life is not good? A life that can be happy, a life that can appreciate the beauty of all things."

The sun flows into the tower from the window, and it shines on the beautiful face of Xuanyuan Cheng. The star-like eyes are full of warm colors, and the smile is as addictive as the warm spring sun.

The smile of that moment is so beautiful, so I want people to want to keep it.

Shu Yu was shocked and looked at the man in front of him.

She wanted to say that this man's special is sick.

However, now that she sees such a sincere and warm smile, she can’t say it...

Outside the Fairy Tower, a group of fans saw this smile and screamed, and they also screamed with the rough male voice.

"But... I had already vowed to live in the fairy tower as a fighting god..." Shuyu felt that his head was a bit messy.

"There is nothing else, I can still let you go out, as long as you cooperate with me."

Xuan Yucheng smiled warmly and continued: "I always think that it is unreasonable to leave the consciousness before Xian's life. Although there are many help for the students in Tianting, there are still many better ways to replace this. In this way, why should we sacrifice so many people who admire the happiness of the gods to do this?"

Shuyu listened dumbly, and there was no trace of hypocrisy in the man's expression in front of him.

She knew that the man was really thinking about himself.

"I am very weak now, I can only do my best to help everyone and make them happy. Yes, this is just happiness in the narrow sense, but as long as you agree, as long as you subjectively want to do it, then I will do everything I can to help you. This may be a way of respecting life." Xuanyuan said his own thoughts, and every sentence is like a hammer in the heart of jade.

For many years, she fights in addition to fighting.

In addition to fighting, you can only stay in the 82nd floor every day, looking out from the window and looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.

The world outside the Faerie Tower is a world that is hopeless for her.

Perhaps, she will fight forever like this, fight in this way, like a machine ~www.readwn.com~ keep running according to the fixed mode, until the will can no longer be attached to the battle gods in……

Is she happy? For the heavenly court, she felt that she was obliged.

But, still, she is happy?

There was a man standing in front of her, no fight, but told her that she was not happy!

Unchanging, the pattern of meeting and playing seems to have changed by the man in front of him.

Xuanyuan is like a ray of sunshine, bringing her single gray life to a different color.

"Do you want freedom? Do you want to start again? If you are tired, if you want to be free, I will help you." Xuanyuan held out his hand and extended the palm of his hand that could make a change to Shuyu.

The beam of jade eyes was red, and he looked at the man in front of him.

It turned out that this is the feeling of being cared for? I haven’t felt it for a few years...

She has already died, once again experienced the feeling of living.

Shuyu suddenly smiled and smiled, and the smile was so bright and moving in the sun.

"Xuan Yucheng, you are really interesting. If I am still alive, maybe I will chase you again." The woman's voice is soft, like a spring breeze, and a faint affection.

Xuanyuan was stunned, and the hand was deadlocked in the same place. I don't know what to do.

Is this sentence confession? How did things develop to this point, and how did you get better?

At this moment, the woman’s slender hand had reached the front of Xuan Yucheng and held his hand tightly.

Feeling the temperature from the man in front of me, it is a feeling of peace of mind, that is the feeling that people can rely on...

Shu Yu took a deep breath and looked like a peach. Ying Ying smiled and said: "Xuan Yucheng, help me, I want to start again!"

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