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74. The light of heights

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"Whether it was the attempt to control you by using Donghuangyi's attempt to control the way of heaven, or the extremely evil ghost that wanted to take over your body, it was a safe way, but it was destroyed because of one or another."

"Also, you have taken over the inheritance of the shackles and received the recognition of the Tao of Heaven. This Taoist Association must succeed the identity of the administrator of the human world. This important opportunity, not to mention whether you have any plans, they will also take action just for this point, because the people behind you will definitely appear on the scene."

"This time, that one is going to catch all those who secretly do the right thing to him. However, you can also know who is standing behind you."

After Yuli finished speaking, she looked at Ji Xu with a calm face and said, "He Shi Bi is on you. Perhaps this has been known by that person. He has not yet made up all the things he needs to become an immortal."

Ji Xu nodded, "It's really dangerous. By then, they will be big bosses."

"But if it is held in the capital, wouldn't you be afraid of destroying the capital?" he asked. "As the one you said, even if there is a barrier or something, it will not be able to stop this level of energy."

"The capital is a matrix, and even the strong men of Pure Yang will not risk the heavenly punishment to attack directly in the capital of a country. They live for a long time, and the higher their realm, the deeper their feelings about the heavenly power. The heavenly punishment is a real destructive force. They will not joke with their own paths and life and death."

Yuli also sat on the chair and said lightly, "Not to mention, although the Daohui was held in the capital, it was not above the capital."

"Chongtian." Ji Xu narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, every martyr or apostle has his own trump card killing move. You can't just renovate the venue in order to hold a meeting. What's more, there are many extraordinary people who compete, and you can't just change the place after a game."

"Are there many people?"

"As the oldest civilized country that pursues Tao, except for the ten-year international summit, the most solemn Dao Association is counted. Both are symbols of authority. Whether it is to prove yourself or the forces behind you, simply put, it is just to shine your muscles."

Yuli thought about it and said, "And it is the Taoist meeting of China, so that in addition to the apostles of famous foreign forces, even the domestic demons and ghosts who are present may be present. As long as they do not raise wars, it will be a friendly exchange and friendship."

"I understand." Ji Xu smacked his lips, "Then you say, who are standing behind me?"

"You will know." Yuli glanced at him and went upstairs.

Ji Xu smiled, his eyes retracted from her back, and his eyes were quiet.

Because of Qin Huai's death, his heart was a little sad, but he never calmed down.

"You won't know, right?" he thought to himself, "But if you notice it, why would you go?"

No one can truly understand another person. When you think you understand the other person, you will always find that you don’t understand the other person after experiencing a certain period of events. Everything is just your own wishful thinking.

Ji Xu looked at the sunken sky, and the lights outside lit up, and cars and people kept vocalizing.

As night falls, the sky in the capital is shining brightly, fireworks bloom, and underneath is the brightly lit neon city.

This city of steel and cement became extremely soft at this time. The twinkling lights and the traffic that formed long dragons all exuded a kind of prosperity and hope.

Ji Lian lay on the rooftop, smoking cigarettes on the edge.

The slim suit was blown by the wind on the corners of the clothes, and the hair on the forehead was also swollen.

A little lowered, you will see hundreds of meters of underground. A little bit of light is connected to a line. Ambitions and pride, or the feeling of controlling everything is very easy to occur when the person is at a high place.

However, Ji Lian suddenly smiled. If it were his cheap cousin here, it would probably be that the arousal of enthusiasm, but fear.

"A guy with altitude fear." He thought of the boy who fell off the roof when he was a child. It seemed that he was afraid of standing on a high place since then.

Thoughts are radiating. In this traditional festival, when the family should be reunited, Ji Lian stood alone on the roof of a strange building to have a breath of wind.

This is not because he has something to do or wants to stand here and pretend. In fact, even if he doesn't have to pretend to behave deliberately, few people don't know him in this circle in Beijing.

Young Master Xiao Ji’s name was not for nothing. It originated from that person and was also related to his own strength.

It is already a real oven.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, which was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the roof, shattering the fine sand and gravel, with a kind of heaviness and a kind of determination, as if they would never retreat, and would always be just a step forward.

Ji Lian was not surprised at all. He withdrew his gaze from a distance. When he turned around, there seemed to be the neon lights that had just shined in his eyes.

Brilliant, and cold.

The visitor looked at him, only three or four meters apart from each other. What you can see is that in the cold wind of the tall building, the two men's bodies were as tall as javelins, allowing their coats to be blown by the wind, and their expressions remained unchanged.

"You are here." Ji Lian spoke lightly, feeling a complicated mood.

"Here you come." The visitor responded.

"Nothing to ask"

"Why do you have to ask again if you already know."

"That maybe what you know is something that others deliberately let you know."

"Then tell me the truth or false."

"Are you trusting me or doubting me?"

"You have admitted it if you can show up here."

"Haha," Ji Lian's eyes moved slightly, "You are still so confident, Ye Che."

The person who came was handsome and handsome, just stood there, just like the center of the environment he was in, with a strong sense of pressure on the aura.

Because he is Ye Che, Qian Ju of the Ye family.

"Why do you want to kill her?" A pain flashed through Ye Che's eyes, "Why do you have to involve others in your own affairs?"

"Since there is anyone who can be an outsider under this sky?" Ji Lian mocked and said lightly, "It's you, me, or your cousin."

"It always needs someone to sacrifice, but it's just sooner or later." His tone was a little low and very low.

Ye Che clenched his fists tightly, and the gaze of the figure in front of him did not hide the murderous intent. "You will sacrifice only for yourself, and never take into account other people's lives. Since it is for your own planning, why don't you die?"

"I will die." Ji Lian's face was calm, but the seriousness was like a pious pilgrimage, saying his own sure words.

This made Ye Che stop and didn't know what to say.
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