I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1699.0

[Chapter 1595: There is no forgetfulness of sorrow in the Wangyou Tower, and there is no sorrow in the wooden statue]

After all, that line of words has also changed with the passage of time. It can be seen bit by bit.

He would never dare to jump to conclusions and add a few words himself – he thought he was not qualified.

But!

The word “He”, no matter how you think about it, shouldn’t be used to describe ordinary people in that senior’s era, right?

In the midst of his thoughts, the tea table has returned to silence, leaving only the annoying sound of the carving knife “chachacha”.

After the ten seats that year, there was an empty one.

Outside the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower, Rao Wuzhe has decided that no matter where and whenever he wants, he will not enmity with Kong Yuhen, and he does not want to be implicated in this great cause and effect.

In this building, it was naturally even more impossible for him to take action against Kong Yuhen.

But can these be said?

Glancing at the underworld of the King of Hell, the Wan Zesheng Emperor swallowed the words that slipped into his throat many times but could not get out of his mouth.

History is a treasure.

Culture is inheritance.

In the other four major families, it is impossible to have such a secret record. How could he easily disclose the treasure in front of outsiders?

“Carve this emperor first.”

Wuze Holy Emperor stretched out his hand and pressed the wooden carving in Kong Yuhen’s hand.

After all, he is the Holy Emperor and Huang Quan is only a Half-Saint. It makes sense for him to change his mind and join his team again.

If Huang Quan is not allowed to be jumped in line, he will naturally take action.

If he took action, the Holy Emperor would even be willing to sit still and let his Shangxuan Sword and Soul Cutting take turns to chop.

He wanted to see how Qian Yuhen, who always called him his friend, would react to his other friend when he saw that his friend was about to be chopped.

Hope, once again, was dashed.

Huang Quan didn’t even move.

Regarding being “jumped in line”, he had endured it no less than ten times in the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower. How could it happen this time?

“This emperor always beats you to the punch, aren’t you angry?”

Holy Emperor Wanze couldn’t hold back his curiosity once again and spoke to the man in the golden robe and mask.

Anxiety is something everyone has.

In this anxiety-producing Wangyou Tower, he broke out more than ten times, but Huang Quan was very calm.

From beginning to end, he never said a word!

Even if Kong Yuhen asked him a question, he didn’t answer. He behaved more calmly than a Holy Emperor, which made Rao Wanze feel uncomfortable and a little admired at the same time.

No wonder he can lead the King of Hell. A person with such a mind is destined to achieve extraordinary results.

Huang Quan is silent and hard-mounted wood carvings.

The Wanze Holy Emperor also resisted his impulse and chose to give Kong Yuhen a face and did not take action against the rude semi-saint.

At this time, Kong Yuhen pushed his hand away, pulled out Huang Quan’s wood carving, raised it up and showed it to him,

“Friend, take a look, do you think it looks like it?”

After the general outline of Huang Quan’s wood carving was revealed, this time The detailed carving of the head has been completed.

The Wanze Saint Emperor had never bothered to pay attention to others. When he raised his eyes and looked up, he was shocked to realize that the face carved by Kong Yu’s knife was not a mask…

“Do you have facial features?”

He carefully said I identified it.

The eyebrows, which are as shallow as a clear stream, converge towards the tall nose mountain in the middle, and then continue to the moderately thick lip valley. The two bright moons, like the finishing touch, are set on the bank of the stream and mountain, hazy and out of the dust. , also full of vicissitudes of life.

This feeling… Rao Wang put his hand on his forehead and felt that this face seemed so familiar. He must have seen it somewhere.

He just wanted to speak.

Suddenly, he glanced at one side.

From the raised wooden sculpture, he saw the face of Kong Yuhen who was conducting a control experiment in the back.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, the table was overturned.

The Holy Emperor suddenly stood up, the wind around him filled with terror.

Kong Yuhen’s face and the face on the wooden sculpture are clearly… exactly the same!

“Who are you carving?”

“Huang Quan.”

“Who are you carving?”

“Huang Quan.”

“Who do you think you are carving?!”

“Friend…” Kong Yuhen put down the wood carving and glanced at it, it was so lifelike. Not realizing it was strange, he frowned and asked, “Are you too anxious?”

The Holy Emperor of Wan Ze leaned over and stared at Kong Yuhen.

He turned his head sharply and stared at Huang Quan’s mask again.

He raised his hand and tried to slap Huang Quan’s mask away, but it was as if his hand was reaching into the river of time, unable to catch or knock anything off.

——He passed through the underworld.

The Holy Emperor suddenly turned around and slapped Kong Yuhen’s face hard, but it was like being slapped into another space.

——He passed through the spare hatred.

There are few things that can make a Holy Emperor feel afraid.

At this moment, the Wanze Saint Emperor experienced a terrifying feeling that he had not experienced in a long time.

He rushed to the wooden door of Gujin Wangyou Building, raised his hand and struck with a blast.

Bang bang bang…

This was the sound in his head.

In fact, with every strike, his hand penetrated the wooden door.

It seemed that even the wooden door was fake, as was the entire Ancient and Modern Wangyou Tower and everyone in it except for himself.

But the anxiety is real!

The Wanze Saint Emperor stood stunned in place for about ten breaths, then suddenly exploded into a ball of manic wind, and the roar of shattering and tearing echoed in the attic of Gujin Wangyou Building:

“Let me out, This emperor is going out, this emperor is going out!”

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