"Mmmm......mmmm

An eager voice came from the side, Bei Minglang had a strip of cloth stuffed in his mouth, and was tied up by Duanmu Ming with a holy rope!

"Don't defile the bedroom ...... of Lord Beiming"

"Shut up!"

Duanmu Ming glanced at him with fierce eyes, I didn't see Xiao Xi'er so sad, and he was chirping, isn't it looking for a pump?

"Hmm...... "Lord Beiming is not dead, sad wool?"

"Still noisy? One more sound will kill you! ”

Duanmu Ming used his spiritual power to press his voice into a line!

"Hmm...... "Don't let go of me, do you want your girls to hit the tombstone and die?"

Duanmu Ming raised his hand and patted his head hard, seeing that you kid has long been unhappy, and you will show your thighs in front of my Xi'er at every turn!

Bei Minglang was speechless, and the peach blossom eyes were soaked in tears, and the look was even more attractive!

Forget it, when your girls die on the tombstone, you just wait for martyrdom! Pity my family's bedroom in the North Shadow, stained with snot and tears!

Duanmu Ming raised his hand again and gave him a burst of chestnut, pretending to pity the sympathy of his family Xi'er!

"No, the little soldiers won't die so easily, big sister, let's dig this grave!"

The little beast wiped his tears vigorously and pouted!

Jun Qianxi nodded, she didn't believe that the little soldier was sucked into this tomb and it was over!

"Hmm...... "Don't disturb the sleeping of Lord Beiming!"

Bei Minglang became anxious again, he kept squirming his body, crawling in the direction of Jun Qianxi like a caterpillar.

Duanmu Ming lifted up and stepped on his shirt......

Bei Minglang suddenly didn't dare to move!

Lord Beiming will soon wake up, and if he sees him undressed, he will definitely shoot him to death.

It's a small thing to shoot him to death, in case the pickle girl doesn't take him with him in the future, then he will cry to death!

"Boom"

Jun Qianxi raised his hand and slapped two palms towards the grave.

A deafening loud noise filled the space, but the tomb didn't move for half a minute.

"Xiao Xi'er, don't be tired, let me try!"

Duanmu Ming took Jun Qianxi's hand that he raised again, and then waved a few palms towards the tomb.

"Boom Boom"

Only loud noises were heard, and no signs of shaking were seen in the grave.

Jun Qianxi and Duanmu Ming couldn't help but be speechless, the liliang at the peak of the eighth order of the Holy Realm couldn't be broken, what kind of material was this tomb made of?

Bei Minglang disdainfully said "Hmm" on the side, Lord Beiming has always been particular about the bedroom, this bedroom is comparable to a billion-year-old turtle shell, it is strange that you can break it.

"He should know how to turn it on!"

Jun Qianxi glanced at someone who was tied into a caterpillar, since this tomb can withstand such a strong attack, it is undoubtedly related to the mechanism, and it must require a special method to open.

The little beast beast quickly dodged to Bei Minglang, forcefully removed the rag that was plugging his mouth, and then patted his head, and said very seriously: "Xiao Langlang, don't be willful, quickly tell the little beast how to open this tomb!" The little beast is going to go in and find the little soldiers! ”

"Bah, what are you looking at? Is this a grave? Is there such a beautiful, lovely, delicate, elegant and sturdy tomb in the world? This is the bedroom of the North Stylsman, is it good? ”

Bei Minglang retorted angrily, this group of people is really too unappreciative.

"I don't have time to mess with you, if I don't want to be offended, I will open the grave and release the soldiers!"