Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 687 There are monsters in the mountains. 2
On the screen, there are yellowed books, one after another, there are countless beautiful men.

Qian Nong knew about this picture of a beautiful woman. It was compiled by ordinary people, and the evil skills can only be practiced with a virgin boy as a guide.

Her face showed some embarrassment, and she said a little evasively: "Cultivate beauty pictures, if that's the case, why do you want me to practice?"

"Haha." Liansheng rubbed her hair and said dotingly, "I won't let you practice according to his method."

He pointed at the dead people who were summoned by the soul song under the Star Tower, with graceful smiles and incomparable elegance: "Among those people, there are many virgins. You can use their essence and blood to dissolve the kung fu, and you don't need to have sex."

As long as there is no need to talk to Warner, Qian Nong will agree.

In fact, what she thought in her heart was that Liansheng would let her go out after three years, how wonderful that would be, the outside world must be much better than Mercy City.

I don't know why Liansheng must stay in Mercy City?
The Spiritual Song is really nice, Qian Nong looked up at the gloomy night.

Thinking about that man named Ye Ji, what should he be doing now?
It is said that he used to be her husband, and for the sake of the world, he abandoned her and killed her child.

She really wanted to ask him, is the world really that important?
Mobei Xiuluo City, the capital of the Qin Dynasty, is the most chilling and chilling moment in the dead of night.

The bad weather made this place occasionally fly sand and rocks, and the repaired palace was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Fortunately, it rained in the middle of the night, and the weather was much cooler.

The temperature difference between day and night in Mobei is very large. At night, the palace is completely cold, and it can't be seen that it is just autumn.

Fuyao walked through the palaces with an oiled paper umbrella, and stopped in front of the innermost luxurious palace.

All the guards of the palace were withdrawn, even the servants waiting outside were driven away by that man.

She entered the hall, Nuo Da's hall was empty, with a few thick candles lit, the hall was very warm.

Very outside, completely two worlds.

The man was dressed in a black robe, and the golden passionflower bloomed very coquettishly on the robe, as if infused with life, with an incomparable aura.

The black hair was not restrained at all, and it was loosely scattered by the side.

Sitting on the ground on the cold marble, with her robes loosened, Fanlian is so enchanting.

His long sleeves and plain white hands rested on the cradle and shook it gently. Inside the cradle, the child who had just cried heart-piercingly had stopped crying, and was crying loudly, with a glowing red face.

The child born in less than a month looks a little small, with a small body wrapped in a fluffy quilt, and a small face wrinkled.

It seems very unhappy.

He watched, his heart twitching for a while.

Fuyao walked in, stopped behind him, and glanced at the cradle, the child had already fallen asleep.

Uncle Jiuhuang coaxed her to sleep in person, as gentle as treating a lover.

Fuyao stood behind him for a long time before he asked, "How is Lou Yunfu?"

Fuyao and Yan Xiu are good friends, Lou Yunfu hit him with a sword, what is going on now, Fuyao still needs to get back the information.

"It can't be saved." The woman's voice was so soft that there was no weight at all.

Ye Ji suddenly felt a great sadness.

In the end, it was because the sky didn't give it to him, or he wanted him not to let the world down, but to let her down.

After all, he failed his Yue'er.

That person has been refusing to come back for a long time.

(End of this chapter)