Chalk Soil Chapter 82 Herbal Appointment

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The story of dinosaurs begins with the Carnian flood event and ends with the Cretaceous-Tertiary extinction event.

Dynasties change and ecological niches are reshuffled. Their self-innovation is very rapid, but in the hands of lemon puppies, history is still absurd.

Jin Yuan walks among the stars.

She had eaten a lot of resources, and the blood of the main plot lay in her palms.

No matter how much she is capable of doing, she can't master more plots, even if Yuzai has helped her clear the obstacles.

I will keep what happened last time in my mind and wait for me to settle the score.

The white moonlight shone down, and her young, ignorant, perverse and naughty temperament converged into a cold mask.

The superior person, gold yuan.

[The top five hundred members on the merit list, please note that when your title lights up, you can enter a different world copy.

[The last fifteen remaining are the preparatory sacrifices of Tang Jing Civilization, and the one at the top will be the apprentice. 】

The bland announcement was made without causing much of a stir.

After all, its target has no connection with many Xiaren and Xilai citizens.

Lin Xingyu's condition has improved a lot, but his attitude towards this copy is still confused.

He focused on his title.

[Xilai Spine·Lin Xingyu]

This is his title.

Xilai ranks fourth on the merit list, second only to Yao Qing, Gu Huai, and Jin Yuan.

Yaoqing and the Three Bodhisattvas have taken too many bonuses, and it will be difficult to overtake them in a short time.

There is no need to say much about Guhuai's status. He is a proportional member of the family.

As for Jin Yuan, her and Gu Huai's contributions were both broken. The other party had more than a hundred suns, but she was the highest.

Shrimp Noble: Cheating, right?

Shameless, right?

Aren't you bullying honest people?

Currently, the number one fault in the player contribution list is [Gu Xiaowu, who loves to dream]. The one star given at the beginning is really too explosive.

The second place is [Alphabet Demon], who also received bonuses, but only contributed more than 3,000 points.

Contribute 100 million points to one star.

Play with your uncle!

piss off!

As for the more than one hundred suns in Guhuai?

Who knows how it does it!

One hundred million stars and one moon.

One hundred million moons and one sun.

How did you do it I ask you?

Who is your programmer? ?

Cheating is so aboveboard, what about the super lollipop Pig Man?

Oh, I heard that he was taken away for investigation for doping, so that’s okay.

Nowadays, Xilai civilization and Panyuan civilization are integrated and closer.

"Girl" in Xia's ideology is used to describe delicate boys.

And the girl I like the most is my wife.

But you can’t learn the good ones, and bad habits are spread thousands of miles away. There is no favorite among the shrimp tribe, they all love them~

Oh, you are all my wings~

Jin Yuan suddenly understood some of Yuzai's habits. He never thought about how to manage the present, but his eyes were fixed on the sea of ​​stars.

Not enough, far from enough. He cannot stop and is never satisfied.

Now, Jin Yuan is in the Meteoric Pavilion, not only to monitor Sky City, but also to pay attention to higher and further places.

"Spill the blood."

She whispered silently.

[Congratulations on discovering this area exiled by the gods. 】

A hoarse voice echoed.

Its vocal cords are like two pairs of extremely rough hands. Between the friction, a large amount of heat and particles are thrown into the air, forming a violent but dark sediment cloud.

Shadows loom over it, and it's incredibly slow.

The sound was approaching, as if it was coming from Jin Yuan himself.

It uses its own way to make the listener get lost in a half-dream and half-awake state.

"As long as there is wind, kites will crowd the sky like fish."

Jin Yuan waved his hand.

"Next time you come, bring some nice gifts."

The girl was covered in thin clouds and mist, and the scorching sun burned half of her face.

She smiled quietly.

Human or ghost, everyone will be lonely in winter.

let's start.

[Donor, are you willing to give me a bargaining chip to become a Buddha? 】

[Later, I will put on a cassock for you. In the imperial city, you will be a Bodhisattva with perfect merits and virtues. 】

Jin Yuan copes with it easily.

Great power, the second realm.

She held out her hand.

Yuzai broke the shackles for her. There is no need to cross the ordinary bridge. I have the final say about my realm.

The commander-in-chief was wearing a military uniform, with a sweet smile in the shadow: "With the golden elixir in your belly, are you really at ease?"

As long as the mind is imprisoned, no matter how powerful the physical body is, what does it matter?

You have a limit, you can do weird things, but how can I argue with you?

Indisputable.

Jin Yuan left, the six pairs of eyes behind him looking a little angry.

I was deceived by that woman!

The Lord of Hades was dismissive.

Are you worthy of joining the game?

In the Prajna pattern, even if you spend a lot of money, you will be knocked down. How can there be a stage for you to make a show?

Fall, scorching sun.

Die in the deep sea!

The Great Supreme felt the defect in his chest silently, where a hole appeared.

"After the performance, go get your lunch box, do you understand?"

The Lord of the Underworld digested it like throwing away waste, and huge energy poured into her body.

How can the pressure in the deep sea be the same as on land?

"mold!"

"Mao's model is at your service."

"Registration: Temple Warden"

"Presence, Su Qingjiu."

"Registration successful. Login and restarting."

The projector model slowly melted into this universe, and the rivers and lakes once again became the ocean.

"Rank: Prajna."

"Bound."

Play again.

I want to win.

The Underworld Lord left, and Jin Yuan felt her breath, with a smile on his lips.

Let’s decide the winner next time we meet.

[Welcome to the dreamland, apprentices. 】

A soft voice echoed.

A drop of blood moistens all things.

It fills this small world, giving all participants a gorgeous dream.

"Don't forget that the original purpose of medicine is to make you happy."

[Forget the pain, I will invite Bodhisattva to perform a Dharma for you. 】

Colorful clouds were flying, and before Lin Xingyu had time to click on the title, the entire game environment suddenly changed.

Once upon a time...

The entire world fell into a deep sleep, but their dreams woven into a common world, and this was the test Jin Yuan made for his apprentice.

The first fifteen to wake up and among the top five hundred on the contribution list are the apprentices.

Jin Yuan enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

She looked at the copy, planning to go in and take a look.

After all, that giant dragon is naive and can't play with monsters and monsters.

【breathe--

【cry! Cry, cry!

【congratulations! Happy to have a son...]

There was a sound, I don't know where it was buried, it sounded tinny.

Lin Xingyu felt pain all over his body and felt like he was lying on the bed.

The rain was loud.

It rained heavily on the gloomy day as expected, and he was filled with resentment that he could not let go.

"You still can't understand?"

The old monk sighed leisurely in front of the temple: "Practice depends on the blessing of time. The result you care about is emptiness, and the process you are obsessed with is color. What are you waiting for?"

It was raining heavily, and it was extremely solemn to kneel and meditate.

"The tree demon is not allowed by heaven's laws."

"If they are incompatible, why can you exist here?" The abbot is here because of Lin Xingyu.

But now that things have come to this, there seems to be no need to waste time.

Wisdom and enlightenment are too luxurious for ordinary practitioners.

In the world of life, there are ties and roots. If you go astray, you will persist in your obsession.

It’s not that an empty state is good, but taking a step forward is certainly progress for you.

But sometimes, without this quality, he may not be able to enter the palace he is today. For some people, paranoia is the only salvation.

Right and wrong, wrong and wrong.

For Lin Xingyu, it was an extremely difficult choice to give up all his past just to take this step forward.

"Let's go for a walk, and then go down the mountain."

Leading the chanting is both for consolidation and expansion.

Many things are achieved by advancing or losing, and advancing bravely in the rapids is just for that glimmer of hope.

Arriving on the rooftop, Lin Xingyu searched in the world of flowers and flowers. His heart was lost and his spirit was lost.

The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, but Shaolin is the trinity of Zen, martial arts and medicine. It is not known whether "long-term illness can be cured".

It's raining.

The torrential rain never stops, soaking the moist earth over and over again, trying to regain the prestige of the ocean.

It is also nostalgic, telling its own grievances during the interglacial period.

"It's snowing on the cold river."

As if aware of the old man's difficulties, the group seat lit a fire.

With the departure of its old comrades, a piece of its heart is missing.

Missing, fermenting day and night, just for the season of reunion, but I don't know what kind of opportunity it should be.

"Isn't it said that the fan dance of the Imperial Dynasty is so fragrant that it makes you forget to leave?"

"Smile~, if I were really in that state, how could I be so entangled like you?"

The group was slightly relieved.

A rival and a friend.

During the performance, he and Lin Xingyu were more like bad friends, and the time they passed away was tightly intertwined like a hemp rope.

The heavy rain extinguished the fire of his life and diluted his hatred.

Reunited now, the two old enemies are like withered leaves that have been drained of moisture, or like weeds blown up by the strong wind.

They are homeless and wandering around, unable to tell where their home is, and their sense of security seems to have been submerged.

"How long do you think we spent in there?"

"Drink less." Lin Xingyu meditated.

For some reason, he felt that his opponent now had a little attachment to him.

Two different civilizations usually don't have much intersection, but now, he had a different impression of the leader of the advanced civilization who was typing and chatting with him.

Xilai Civilization and Panyuan Civilization do not know each other's details. They are like the most familiar strangers, gathering and separating all because of interests.

"Let's see who can get out first."

The group members were smiling, but not drunk.

"It's been a long time. I don't even know what I'm talking about with you."

"Because we all forgot."

Get drunk.

[History Book of Time]

Jin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, feeling that he was bound by some terrible restriction.

Has the plot line here been rewritten?

She remained silent, feeling that she had discovered a deeper clue.

How can it be?

If the history books of time have been used here, what about myself?

Why are you afraid of the history books?

Because the more you struggle and the more your cards are exhausted, the more holes you will have in the next round and the faster you will die!

What killed you was your former desire to live!

Thinking about it, she shifted her perspective to the chief steward of the Falling Star Pavilion, cutting off the lotus root dog!