As soon as the nuclear usherer left, not far from the thatched house, Elder Xuanming came out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Phew!" , Elder Xuanming's eyes are gloomy.

Tracking Gu, carving insect skills!

For about a quarter of an hour, there was still no movement around, and taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, Elder Xuanming sneaked into King Lan's mansion.

The relationship between the nuclear inductor and Princess Lan is not ordinary, if he wants to find an antidote, he has to keep an eye on the Lan Palace, this is the ultimate lair of the nuclear inductor.

After some exploration, in the dark room of Xiaoyu Garden, Elder Xuanming was dumbfounded.

Is this Princess Lan?

No matter how dark he is, Princess Lan is in the light.

The woman in the light and shadow exudes a strange ghostly breath.

Elder Xuanming frowned: Regent Gong?

However, as a practitioner of the Soul Martial Arts, she should not have the breath of ghosts on her body, which is the "key to hell" that the ghosts have gone through all kinds of cruel tempering before they can combine the ghosts of all things in heaven and earth to automatically generate.

If you want to take a closer look, Elder Xuanming's eyes flashed.

What's in the Lu language?

Isn't he Wei Ziyue's man?

"Lu Yu see the princess."

Before his words fell, Princess Lan opened her teeth and claws, and grabbed his arm fiercely.

The nails that are more than an inch long are completely transparent, and the edge is so sharp that Lu Yu does not dare to look at it directly.

In the dark, Elder Xuanming smiled deeply.

Princess Lan, she, it's almost over.

Princess Lan's face was weird, and Lu Yu also guessed a rough idea, and hurriedly reminded her: "Princess, it's Lu Yu." ”

Princess Lan was indifferent, still pinching his arm, making him unable to move.

Lu Yu was helpless, and secretly clicked on a certain acupoint of Princess Lan.

King Yue told him that he could use this trick if necessary.

Princess Lan let go of him as if she had just woken up from a dream, her eyes were slightly surprised, and she turned her back to look at him: "Lu Yu, what's the matter?" ”

Lu Yu smiled flatteringly: "Princess, Lu Yu is ...... in the Yue Palace"

This woman had no idea what was going on, and it was good that he didn't have to bother to lie to her.

"Okay."

Taking the military map in his hand, Princess Lan frowned and looked at it, and took it into her pocket.

"Lu Yu retired."

As soon as Lu Yu left, Princess Lan stored the military map in the dark room, and left the dark room quickly.

Elder Xuanming crept out of the shadows and came to the place where Princess Fang Cailan had stopped.

In the forty-fourth dark grid, in the forty-fourth secret key, Elder Xuanming could see it clearly, but he couldn't open it.

Damn, that woman set up the Sanskrit digital key!

It took a lot of twists and turns, and the moment he opened the military map, Elder Xuanming was about to collapse.

This is actually ...... The country's military defense map! How could Princess Lan have taken aim at ...... Country!

At the same time, in the dark room of King Yue's Mansion, Lu Yu bowed his head humbly: "His Royal Highness King Yue,...... The country's military defense map has been handed over to Princess Lan. ”

"What did she do?"

"Princess Lan just went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and had a secret meeting with Prime Minister Lin, and the two ......"

Lu Yu's words fell, and Wei Ziyue: "Okay, stay still for the time being." ”

"Yes."

Lu Yu, on the surface, was a meticulous work that Princess Lan placed beside Wei Ziyue, but in fact, he had already been used by Wei Ziyue, and Wei Ziyue set up a situation for him to lurk by Princess Lan's side.

And before Lu Yu was placed next to Princess Lan, he was arranged by Wei Ziyue to hook up with Prime Minister Lin Cheng, and Prime Minister Lin secretly ordered Lu Yu to monitor Princess Lan.

Some people are really the best in fine works, such as Lu Yu.

Some people are really controllers in fine operations, such as Wei Ziyue.

Lan Wangfu, open the stone gate, the ancient true Gu worm came to him, and Hongjiao stepped forward quickly without fear.

Her fingers were about to touch the Eclipse Feather, but they jerked back.

She hesitated.

If she does this, will it affect her clan?

More than a hundred years ago, since becoming one of the twenty guardian clans of the Moon Gu Technique, the Lian clan was sworn by the descendants of the Moon Gu Technique, swearing by heaven and earth, and casting a life curse.

If the witch of the Lian clan betrays the heirloom clan of the Miyue Gu technique, then the men of the Lian clan will be slaves and the women will be prostitutes, and the generations will be irreversible.

Without hesitation, her fingers desperately climbed to the very center of the Eclipse Feather's awakening signal.

What are you afraid of!

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of explosions kept coming, and the wake-up signal of the Eclipse Demon Feather was on the verge of collapse, and it was about to explode.

Hongjiao gritted her teeth.

She can always find a way to break the curse of life.

At some point, tears were soaking through her clothes.

It turned out that one day, she would do so much for a man.

Turning away from the mission of the clan, turning away from everything in the clan.

In the hazy eyes of tears, it seemed to return to the five-year-old girl who fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the handsome young man hugged her full of arms: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt."

She stared at him blankly, completely desperate.

The girls around her all looked at her with different expressions.

She knew it was vinegar.

Curled her lips and smiled, but she wrapped herself around the handsome young man's body even more: "Little brother, Hongjiao is so afraid." ”

The more jealous they are, the more she likes them.

The young man's fingertips ran ambiguously through her hair, as if seducing and gentle: "Don't be afraid. ”

……

Bowing her head, Hongjiao smiled bitterly.

Is it that at the beginning, she was already fond of the young Lan Wangye.

It's a pity that he finally fell in love with another woman.

"Hiss!"

The wake signal of the eclipse demon feather is about to suffocate.

"Bang!"

The stone door was opened again.

In the thick and bleak white fog, looking at the residual wake-up signal, Hongjiao secretly hated.

Damn it! She almost made it!

Reluctantly escaped into the third compartment of the dark room, inside the stone door, as soon as the woman in white entered, Hongjiao breathed a sigh.

How could it be her, Mrs. Pre-warm?

Isn't she the beauty of the Western Regions who was presented to Lord Lan by Princess Lan with her at the beginning?

The warm-up came to the side of the Eclipse Ghost Feather, and unlike Hongjiao, she was going all out to repair the Eclipse Ghost Feather.

Circles of dark ripple signals surround the wake signal in a spiral staircase, constantly getting more and more knotted, and constantly reborn......

In the northern frontier, the crisis is silent.

Rongjiang Valley, Jinnian refuses to escape.

Against the light, the wicked boy ignores everything.

Fifty paces away, the black-clothed messenger followed closely.

With a hook of thin lips, the wicked young man's steps were resolute and ruthless.

The black-clothed messenger hurriedly protected behind him: "Your Highness the Nine, the emperor is critically ill, and I implore His Highness the Ninth to return to China." ”

The boy was stunned.

"His Highness the Ninth ......"

The black-clothed messenger gushed.

The appearance of the young man is too unreal. The light in his eyes is unfathomable, and he can't bear it at all.

In the Melt Pavilion, the confusion of light is infinitely luxurious.

Pillowed on the pole of Jue Fei softly, the golden year poured out, and I lowered my eyes without words.

The black-clothed messenger stepped back with interest.

The boy's thin lips hooked slightly, and his fingertips doted on my eyebrows: "Don't bask in my scourge. ”

"Humph!"

Raising my eyes, I had a deep love for the drama of the young man's eyes, and unconsciously, I was crazy again.

"Miss me?"

The boy leaned over and approached my face ambiguously, bewitching the clear aroma and pampering my lips endlessly.

"I don't want to."