Vol 2 Chapter 4272: Can't wait, worry about you
Chapter 4272 can't wait, worry about you
I cleared my lips at night and chuckled: "I am not blaming you, why are you so nervous?"
Her fingers, gently bounced the water bracelet, and continued: "Hey old man, you still remember, I put it in the water bracelet... that map?"
The old man is another look: "Remember."
At night, the map will be taken out from the water bracelet.
A thin, yellowish paper that is stacked neatly.
At night, the slender fingers are lifted, and the surface of the map is gently stroked: "Xuanyan Tianshutu... Map of the tomb of the Emperor."
"You... already know?" The old man was surprised. "Is the emperor telling him everything?"
"Guessed." The night fell and looked at the palm of the map. "Once it is determined that there is a connection between the Emperor and the Emperor of the Emperor, the role of Xuan Yantian's pivot map is not difficult to guess. ”
The old man sighed: "From the time you met the mural, the old man knew that this thing can't stop you for how long."
The night cleared: "I know that you and Axuan are holding me, I am worried that I am too stressed, after all... this map hides too many secrets..."
She took a deep breath and clenched the map in her hand: "Now, I know what my shoulders are carrying, I will make myself stronger and protect my belongings."
The old man smiled and laughed. He was full of gratitude: "You can think so, of course it is best."
Just talking.
The old man suddenly heard something, and the voice brought a few snickers: "Oh, the old man was shut up for so long, the little black house, haven’t had time to talk to you about what happened recently, so the old man has to continue to retreat. It is."
With the sound of the old man falling.
The night fell and heard the familiar footsteps.
Her eyes were sharp and her lips were full of sweet smiles.
"A Xuan, how come you!"
She stood up and looked behind her.
Into the eyes, it is a purple robes, the man of the genius of the genius, the face is beautiful, the eyebrows are a kind of tender love.
When I saw the girl, the man’s mouth raised a smile: “Little.”
He opened his hands to her.
After looking at the man's familiar face, all the unpleasantness and heavy pressure of the night were gone.
She stood up and flew over to the man.
"Oh, the old man withdrew the old man and withdrew, the young man's world, you young people play." In the old man's voice, he couldn't stand the dog food.
Tightly, the water bracelet is turbulent, and there is no smell of the old man.
The night fell and smiled, his hands clasped the man's waist: "Don't you say, wait for me, can't wait to see me?"
"Yeah, can't wait, worry about you." The man's low-mute magnetic voice is like a mellow wine.
He raised his hand and stroked the girl's blue silk: "Fortunately, you are fine."
At night, when the eyebrows are clear, the girl’s spoiled: "There is something that you can take care of, how can I have something."
The man's big palm, from her head, slowly settled in the girl's hand.
He smashed the peach blossoms of Fanghua, looked at the map in the hands of the night, and suddenly slenderened his fingers and caught the map: "This is..."
When the map is about to come out.
I don’t know why the night falls, the body is reflective, and the map is tight.
Pushing the emperor Xuan Xuan suddenly, stepping back one step.
After doing these reflective actions.
The night cleared and realized that it was wrong, and he looked up and wanted to explain it to Di Mo Xuan.
But one looks up...
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Happy Christmas~
The third Christmas holiday with the babies.
I will give you a little surprise, probably... I will know in the evening, what is the little surprise I have prepared for the baby~
(End of this chapter)
