Chapter two hundred and ten Dionysian curse!
"If you don’t kill me, I hate Jiang for coming to Ri, and I will report it a hundred times!"
Half kneeling on the ground, staring at the Chen Shaobai River embankment, eyes shining with hatred.
How can a few armour’s efforts to cultivate immortality be completely cut off by the young people in front of them?
Chen Shaobai was going to leave directly, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned around and thoughtfully pondered for a moment.
"You’re right …"
"You’d better return to nature."
"Remember when you get to Huangquan Road, if the King of Yan asks who killed you, you can answer that the murderer is Dongsheng Shenzhou Chen Shaobai!"
The voice fell on the embankment and my mind was in a daze.
What did he hear?
The guy in front of me turned out to be Chen Shaobai? That even the great avatar dares to challenge him head-on?
"Better provoke Yan Luowang than Chen Shao."
I remembered that I once warned Jiang Di to feel bitter with those fellow practitioners who had a magical experience once.
If the day can give him another chance, he will never make the same mistake again, and he will retreat as far as he sees Chen Shaobai.
But heaven is fair, and it gives everyone equal opportunities. If there are so many, wouldn’t the great magical powers be spread all over the meta-world?
For a moment, a pure purple Se liquid flame rose from the soles of the feet, and the embankment was repented. The purest and simplest grain was put into the kingdom as fertilizer.
"Today, everyone can see that Chen Mou is doing things alone and being a star island. If anyone wants revenge on the embankment, he will look for me."
Hearing Chen Shaobai’s words, onlookers felt a few black lines rising from their heads.
Although you killed people, how can you have a mobile phone if the sunrise doesn’t deliberately do it?
There are many white people, but there is no one to pick them. So Chen Shaobai and Mickey Lin Xi exchanged some ideas and then they can’t wait to go back to their residence to drink purple jade paste to activate Dionysus curse.
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Half an hour later, Chen Shaobai returned to his residence dusty.
The original mansion damaged by Stuart Yutang and others in the battle several days ago has also been completely restored to its original state. There is almost no change in the layout and furniture decoration, and it is still magnificent and aura-rich.
His father didn’t pay much attention to this aspect, but Chen Shaobai didn’t care about the external environment. What he needed was a quiet place.
"Purple jade pulp Dionysus curse … we’ll know if it doesn’t work!"
Although I think so, Chen Shaobai has a faint feeling that I am afraid I will succeed this time.
Knowing the depths of the sea to obscure the fluctuation, Chen Shaobai took out the purple jade paste according to his heart’s joy and excitement, made a simple net poison filter and drank it off.
The wine is thick and cool, and it enters the throat and turns into fire, sweeping the body.
This is a normal performance of drinking purple jade syrup.
After all, it is worth more than 120 million yuan, and it is of great benefit to the growth of mana cultivation after the monks are brewed in a rare and gilded level.
But when it comes to Chen Shaobai, the situation seems to be slightly unreasonable
When the scorching alcohol meets Zijin Shuangyan, it instantly collapses and rolls around Chen Shaobai’s body.
Qi, blood, power, mana, j: ng, god power, sword seed source power …
Many forces come together at this moment and rush into my mind.
Chen Shaobai suddenly gives birth to a little purplish blood Se between the eyebrows as if it were a never-ending beating flame.