Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

I am scattered in the evening.

Zhao's kingman, unprecedented quiet.

The lobby of thousands of people can stay, no one speaks,

Looking at the Chu Lingxi who sat quietly, everyone felt a numbness of the body, just like a statue of engraving, his face has been staying at some point in time, which makes people look down.

This……

Is this dreaming?

Just Zhao Yongchang feels extremely unreal, as if not sleeping, he looked at your hands and said that I can't say it for a long time.

Me, is it a nine gas?

Why is it so simple?

Do not!

should say.

Why is Mr., let yourself lift the two sites, can you only go to this life?

This is before and after.

Nearly a thousand people of Zhao's king lobby, dead and general!

Let the old man rise to two.

At this moment, almost everyone shook his head in your heart:

"No, not let the old man have two things, this should be said to be given! Give the old family two!"

Too much thought!

How can there be this kind of thing in this world!

Wu Dao realm.

Especially the level of the martial arts of the martial arts, every liter, it is difficult to get like it.

Throw away talents.

Only the opportunity, epiphany can help improve.

How can it be in this case? !

God list is impossible to do it!

All Zhao's clan, can't think of speech to describe the feelings at this time, they can only warn themselves over and over again, this is not a dream, this is not a dream.

otherwise.

They have to be scrambled.

......

"Well, now this Jinling City, the four emperors, no one is your opponent."

Chu Ling is faint, and the tone is still so light, as if it is given to others, for him, it is just a matter of course, like a small thing.

"Mr. Xie, Mr. You are simply the fairy!"

Zhao Yongchang admired five-body investment, his more than a hundred years of hard-moving ridges, even so light, it is really unheard.

He congratulates 10,000 points:

"Mr., you are worthy of making Chen Dao's master of the master of the people, and there must be the existence of the hoe."

"It's really unimaginable!"

boom!

At present.

I heard the words, all the Zhao's clan in the whole lobby, I felt a cool, and the heart was scared.

I heard this name.

Everyone is full of mistakes, feeling very shocking.

Just did you listen to it? !

Let Master Chen Dao pointed to kneel?

That's not ... I have passed the whole Huaxia's taboo, Chu Lingxiao!

He, actually is Chu Lingxiao!

Maybe aware of what I didn't say, Zhao Yongchang whispered

"Everyone listened, about the identity of Mr., who dares to disclose it, will be expelled from Zhao Wang!"

After that, Zhao Yongchang seems to be a little odd:

"And Mr. you ..."

......

"If you have any questions, don't expect our mug.

"I know, but I'm gotting."

Zhao Yongchang old face is red:

"I also ask Mr., I will come back soon."

Finish.

People left the lobby.

After a minute.

Under all the eyes of all Zhao's clan, Zhao Yongchang took a picture axis in his hand, returned to the lobby, carefully handed over the table next to Chu Ling.

Chu Lingjing looked at an eye, and some changes were suddenly changed.

This roll is mounted in a glass box, although that a vertical axis looks for a long time, it is still a new.

"This ancient painting is my Zhao's king family inherited from Millennium to this day ..." Zhao Yongchang said hesitation, I don't know if it should be said, I feel that this is too ridiculous.

"There is something in your heart, you will talk about it." The tea cup, Chu Lingzhen is light.

"Yes."

Zhao Yongchang nodded, and the tone was more respectful:

"After leaving, after leaving, I forgot to ask Mr. one thing."

"This is this ancient painting, and it is very similar to the people who draw, one of themselves, is very similar."

This ancient painting.

When I started to transfer to him, Zhao Yongchang didn't think much, but as a coincidence, no more thought.

After all, there are too many people wearing a similar person.

But since Chu Lingyi appeared again.

Zhao Yongchang, suddenly remembered this.

And he never thought.

For more than a hundred years, Mr. is still alive, still so young!

Is it difficult to Mr., is there any origin to the people in this millennium?

"Mr., don't weigh you, the people in this painting, the thin little boy, is my Zhao's king's ancestor."

This doubt, Zhao Yongchang is in the heart of more than a hundred years, and he has been unbelieving, and then with Chu Ling, he naturally wants to know the answer:

"Mr., can you know the people in white robe?"

The painting axis is slowly opened.

I don't know how long the ancient paintings have been present, rendering it in the eyes of all Zhao's clamp.

They are not self-contained.

Looking at the paintings hung on the wall, Zhao Coicheng is a bit wonder, she also saw this painting in the first time, but why do you paint this white robe, just draw a side?

It can only be faintly feel that it is a young man.

Millennium.

A young man, why can the ancestors sitting in Fenghuang, specially drawn this picture?

and.

This ... The title is like, there is a difference in other handwriting, not the same person.

strange.

Too strange!

Anyone dare to draw a word in the painting of the emperor?

Zhao Coiced Unfolbened.

Also, all Zhao clan people in this hall are also not solved.

It's hard, this doubt of this millennium, is this king diaspiron give an answer?

"Take the pen ink paper." Chu Lingqi did not answer directly, but some replied.

Although Zhao Yongchang is puzzled, but still deresses, the Zhao's king is collecting Mao Bao.

immediately.

Chu Lingpi picked up the brush and gently painted the next word in this ancient painting - life!

The word is finished.

The white robes have left.

Only next to the ancient painting, Zhao Yongchang, who was returned, looked at the life, and couldn't help but be trembled.

"Millennium Ancient paintings, this life, actually written with the gentleman!" Zhao Yongchang's face was shocked, but it was right.

This ancient painting.

It is the same line of words, the word, the same line.

And that life.

It is very likely to be in the painting of the white robe.

Can now.

How can I ...

"Mr., will not live for a thousand years!"

hiss!

Zhao Yongchang took the cold air and was scared.

In the lobby, all Zhao clan people, very close petrochemical.

"millennium?"

Standing in the Kunlun Snow Mountain, overlooking the entire Jinling ancient capital, but in Chu Ling, it is like a diloy in the sea.

"My years, the thousand years in the area."