Vol 2 Chapter 4417:
Chapter 4417
Sure enough, it is a heavenly map.
The heart cleared the night and the earthquake shook.
But on the surface, it did not show any abnormalities.
Even knowing the feelings of the **** bones of the king.
I also believe that the blood-bone king is not malicious to her.
But Xuan Yan Tian pivot map ... is related to too many complicated things.
A Xuan once said.
No matter who you are, you must keep the secret of Tianshutu.
Even if she is a **** king, she does not intend to say it.
only……
What she didn't expect was that the mother of Sanquanzong... left it to her, the map that was mad at night.
The topographic map of the tomb of the Emperor.
It is no wonder that at the time, she and the old man felt that the pictures on the land were too complicated.
Can the map of the tomb of the Emperor be uncomplicated?
The thoughts in my heart are surging.
On the face of the night, a pair of doubts and ignorance: "What is Xuanyan Tianshu?"
"That is the map to the tomb of the Emperor, and the analysis of the interior of the tomb of the Emperor." The blood-bone king explained, "I thought that Fengge would arrange everything before the death of Xian."
"Mother has been lost for tens of thousands of years, why are there so many people, want to find the whereabouts of the tomb of the Emperor?" The night is dark and deep.
If you say that those people in the heavens are interested in this, you can use it... In the tomb of the Emperor, you will be buried with the mysterious treasures of the Emperor.
However, why are people behind the dark cemetery interested in the tomb of the Emperor?
Take the strength of the people behind the dark house.
After stirring the major interfaces, I can still be alone...
It is enough to see the strength of that person.
Why do you do everything possible to calculate her.
Also want to get the **** phoenix in her body, and want to know the whereabouts of the tomb of the Emperor?
"Okay, these things, you don't have to think about it." The blood-bone king stunned the night and cleared his mind. "The most important thing for you now is to raise your wounds so that the wounds will not spread and become awkward."
The night cleared up my thoughts and came back. When I heard the words of the **** bones, I whispered: "My wounds... What happened? What does it mean to become a cockroach?"
"When you hurt your weapon, you don't know what hands and feet have been moved by the dark house. Follow the weapon and enter your body in an attempt to control your body's sovereignty."
The **** bones of the king fell on the shoulders of her bandaged: "This kind of thing is a bit like a locust, but it is not a life shackle."
No wonder... She has been so painful as she moved to the present.
Moved hands and feet...
Take control of her body...
Mom, a chicken, one is the style of the dark palace.
The kind of mouse that hides in the dark will only play this trick.
Azhan...
I thought of Long Yun’s faceless expression, and the sword with the handle was not on her shoulder.
At night, I felt a dull pain in my heart.
She really couldn't recognize it. At that time, Long Yunzhan, because of being controlled by the dark palace, would do such a thing...
Or because that is what he meant.
Because, in the body of Long Yunzhan.
She did not feel the breath of any dark palace.
There are no emotions between the eyes, and there is no sluggishness and no gods controlled by the dark palace.
She even saw the thin lips of Long Yun Chan slightly upturned.
She tightened her fingers: "Then my injury, can you?"
"I don't know." The blood-bone king is very honest. "The **** can only temporarily suppress the evil spirits, the speed of growth, and the real solution. It is not clear at present."
Clear at night: "..."
Can she only choose to wait for death?
"This **** can't take you to find a doctor, only to slowly explore." Blood bones are king.
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The update is completed, the new January, the baby with the monthly ticket, the weak monthly ticket ing~
I’m going to have a good time, but the hard-pressed ink master has to fight hard code...
After the code is finished, the seven emperors are worthy of the mysterious sounds.
Hey, distressed, this is a year-round code dog, and Wang Wangwang asks for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)
