Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"I don't know. I haven't heard anything about him since then." Beichen Moxuan gave a slight stun, then shook his head gently, and said lightly. Sorry, he lied on this matter, Luo Yan realized his promise, and with Xing'er gone, he was tortured by reincarnation forever, just looking forward to meeting her. But he didn't want to say that he didn't want to let go of Xinger like this, so forgive him for his dishonesty, forgive his selfishness.

"I always feel that you seem to be hiding something." Baililimo's indifferent voice sounded, and a pair of blue eyes looked at him sharply. It was a dodging look, which seemed to contain a lot of guilt. Even though it was just a flash, it was still caught by him. What was he hiding?

"Let's go on, it's the most important thing to leave here earlier." Beichen Moxuan was startled, avoiding his sharp eyes and said lightly. In front of him, he seemed to have nowhere to look, and those blue eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, just like Luo Yan in those days.

The bottom of my heart seemed to remind me of something, a little surprised, the power of water and depth working together? Those blue eyes were either him or ... a grinning smile without leaving a trace. If it was all fatal, then he acknowledged that he had lost in this life and lost to time, just like Luo Yan had.

"Let's go, I would like to know what interesting things will happen when we get married." Leng Yetong broke the deadlock and said lightly, holding up Bailimomo's hand, and walked towards the right side of the road.

He shrugged his shoulders, patted Beichen Moxuan's shoulder, and smiled softly. Don't say in a profound way, "Nuwa can't lie, otherwise they will be condemned." Behind Hitomi, walked deep into the martyrdom. Beichen Moxuan stood on the spot with a bitter smile, what about being condemned? As long as you can be with her, even if she is dead, what fear?

He suddenly hated his cowardlyness. If he was brave then, was he the one holding her now? Everything is fate, evil fate, evil fate. He sighed heavily and kept up with the pace of several people.

This martyrdom was very short. After touching the strength of a cup of tea, several people stood in front of another Sancha road, hesitated, and Leng Yetong pulled Baili Liumo toward the rightmost martyrdom. I encountered many forks next time, but they were stubbornly choosing the far right. After touching an hour, they finally reached the end of the martyrdom.

At the end of the martyrdom is a larger cemetery with several small spaces. The outermost cemetery is filled with bizarre treasures, and the second cemetery is filled with ancient books. Martial arts of ethnic and protoss, the third cemetery contains a variety of magic weapons, the fourth cemetery is the main cemetery, as broad as a square, an ancient array in the center, a piece of jade suspended above There are two broken jade pieces on the ground.

On the left is a black door. Even if the door is closed, it cannot resist the dark breath emanating from the inside. On the right is a white marble stone door with a bright atmosphere.

"You're here." Shangguan Yuer sat behind the Guzhen, sipped tea, kept it lightly, looked up at Beichen Moxuan, and said with a sneer, "You are still here, I think you did The turtle is down. "