Chapter 81: Little Er, Keep Up!

The rough man also heard the conversation between Ling Ziran and the strong man, and the hearts that were hanging in the air finally returned to their original positions, so they let the strong man drag them away, but they still had palpitations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When they arrived at the mass grave, they knew what it meant to be miserable, no, can, and see!

Many of the corpses had been left unattended, and the faces of the corpses had been gnawed away by maggots, leaving only four swarthy holes, which were very infiltrating.

Ling Ziran had seen a scene even more terrifying than this in the 21st century, so naturally he was not afraid at all, and hunters were also used to killing, but after all, they only saw animal corpses, and they were still a little afraid of human corpses.

It was a few rough men, who were thrown on top of several corpses, and they couldn't control it, and they almost peed their pants!

The aunt and grandmother kept screaming in their mouths, Ling Ziran turned a blind eye, and tasted the tea slowly and methodically, and the shopkeeper who followed behind had already vomited dimly, vomiting only stomach acid.

can't help but cooperate with the courage of Ling Ziran, and in the face of this scene, she can still drink tea leisurely, and she is embarrassed not to give her a thumbs up!

The strong man really believed Ling Ziran's words, and buried a few rough men who were spitting out their faces alive, but only one head was exposed, and they listened to the shopkeeper's 'evaluation' of the rough man, and called the scolding beasts as good.

He also took special 'care' of them, and deliberately buried them in front of the corpses, and his exposed head was just staring at them, and he was really staring at them, but it was really weird to stare at the two black holes.

Several old men cried and shouted, and kept begging for mercy for Ling Ziran, but who was Ling Ziran, of course, he would not spare them easily, and if he took the silver tickets to the hunters, let them go first.

grinning and waving his hand at the exposed heads, "Enjoy the thrill of dating corpses, don't be grateful to us, in vain!" ”

"Little Er, keep up!" Leaving the mass grave, he glanced sideways at the shopkeeper who was still vomiting, and shouted.

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Jun Mochen and his pair of centaurs walked smoothly in the desert, and they also camped a few times on the way, but when they set off again, they met the princess of the Western Regions, Bai Nasu!

Sitting in a lacquered gold sedan chair carried by more than a dozen people, the Hui princess Bai Nasu was wearing a white crop top, a headscarf on her head, a delicate charm hanging on her full forehead, her facial features were a little deep, and her long slightly curly eyelashes cast a small shadow on her eye sockets.

The lip under the straight nose bridge is hidden under the slightly transparent brocade cloth, which adds a bit of mystery.

They also found that Jun Mochen's large group of people stopped, and Princess Bai Nasu, surrounded by servants, walked in front of Jun Mochen's carriage, and a plump lip under the brocade cloth curled.

"Who are you?" The voice like a silver bell is like a heavenly sound, although the Chinese is a little incomprehensible, but the guards are still hooked to the east, south, north, west.

Gong Yujin jumped out of the carriage and spit out a dog's tail grass that he was biting in his mouth, "Emperor Beisheng is here, who is the girl?" ”

When Bai Nasu heard this, a light flashed in her deep eyes, she took off the brocade cloth, slowly bent down and knelt down, folded her hands on the sand, put her forehead on the back of her hand, and spit out some unskilled Chinese:

"Bai Nasu, the daughter of the Mutara Khan of the Western Regions, visited the emperor."

Jun Mochen closed his eyes and rested in the lacquered carriage, hearing that the person who came was the princess of the Western Regions, the eyeballs under his eyelids only turned a few times, and slowly opened a pair of dark eagle eyes, which were as clear as ink.

"No courtesy."

Gong Yujin lifted the curtain of the carriage, revealing his noble countenance, and his statue-like facial features were perfect like an ink painting, sacrosanct.

Bai Nasu stood up, saw Jun Mochen's face, forgot to breathe for a while, and the amazement in his eyes showed unreservedly, what kind of man is this?

When he looked into his eyes, his heart trembled undeniably, and he hurriedly looked away, his black eyes as keen as an eagle in the dark night burst out with a dangerous and cold light, and the aura that was proud of the world was a natural king, even if he was not an emperor!

With a shy face, she raised her hand to pull her hair in a bun, her white dress set off her honey-colored skin, and her seductive eyes concealed autumn water, even if she stood there, it was a dazzling light.