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After a busy night, Su Nanzhi could finally call it a day.
Her black iron sword was broken and could not carry people. In addition, she had Jiang Beiyu with her, so Su Nanzhi regretfully used another of her treasures.
People are exposed to many things when they are children. Su Nanzhi once liked a story called "Aladdin's Magic Lamp". She thought that compared to the sword and sword, how happy it would be to just sit on a small blanket.
Then she took action on the blankets at home.
I was young and ignorant at the time, and my experiments were so hasty that the blanket had a slight problem - it was too easy to speed.
Later, it was confiscated by the master, and then secretly found back by Su Nanzhi, but it still couldn't escape the fate of being buried in the bottom of the box.
It was only at this moment that Su Nanzhi remembered that she still had such a thing.
Jiang Beiyu, who was unconscious, had no idea that he had sat on the mythical blanket without knowing it.
Little Binghua and Little Flame, who have not returned to their bodies, have quite stylish hairstyles because of the blanket racing.
A little motion sick.
Now that I have returned to a populated place, I consciously returned to the bodies of the two of them.
The hotel was calm. Su Nan Zhi and Jiang Bei Yu were on a very high floor. Su Nan Zhi helped Jiang Bei Yu enter the elevator, seemingly just supporting her drunken boyfriend.
No one would have thought that most of the people who stayed in this hotel never came back, and some of them never had the chance to come back.
This is cause and effect.
God is fair and will not deprive other types of creatures of their right to survive just because they favor one type of creature.
Therefore, it is impossible for Su Nanzhi to save everyone.
It¡¯s not that she can¡¯t be saved, but if she saves everyone tonight, their karma will be immediately added to her, and Su Nanzhi may immediately fall into the eighteenth level of hell.
People can be the Holy Mother, but they cannot just be the Holy Mother.
This is Sunan Zhi¡¯s principle of doing things.
Su Nanzhi put Jiang Beiyu on the bed, thought for a moment, wet the towel and came over to wipe his face and hands.
After all, it was a thousand-year-old tomb, and there were as many bacteria in it as sand. After wiping it, Su Nanzhi realized that his efforts were in vain, so he simply threw a cleaning charm on Jiang Beiyu. In just a moment, it was another cleansing talisman. A refreshing and handsome man.
Su Nanzhi still prefers to wash with water.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The sound of gurgling water sounded, and a burst of white mist appeared on the frosted glass door. It was a cold shower, but there was still white mist on the frosted glass.
The water fell on her skin, followed the path of the skin, and when it fell to the floor, it started to steam.
Su Nanzhi¡¯s body started to feel hot.
On the left forehead near the eye, the mark of a golden phoenix flower appears faintly.
Su Nanzhi glanced at the phoenix tail feathers that suddenly appeared in her hand, and fell into deep thought.
In the tomb, she was able to display the virtual image of the phoenix not only because of her ability, but also because of the phoenix in the realm of chaos and the phoenix tail feather she gave her.
That phoenix tail feather was a life-saving treasure for Sunan Zhizhi. It suppressed the excess and expanded spiritual power of Sunan Zhizhi and transferred it to it. If necessary, it could transfer this part of the power to Su Nanzhi again. On Nan Zhi's body.
As for the realm of chaos, Su Nanzhi thought in her heart, and a blue bead came out from between her eyebrows and floated above her palm.
This bead is what came out of her body after coming out of the realm of chaos. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com