[Collected 400 plus more]

Mo Ran looked at that scene with a sigh and expressed his opinion: "It seems that the second sister died miserably~ Tsk, they all say that it is the most ruthless emperor's family, but they want to marry into the prince's mansion, look, this is the consequence." ”

"Boring." Beiling has never been interested in these things.

However, she looked at the strokes a few more times, and I have to say that the temperament on this person's body is very similar to that of soft yarn.

Rousha, one of her friends in her previous life, is a technical genius. In other words, she is very familiar with what formations and estimations, but her greatest hobby is making bombs or modifying firearms.

All the bombs and firearms that pass through her hands are the most high-end and top-notch, a bomb as small as a grain of rice is enough to destroy a high-rise building, a very ordinary 27X series pistol, after her transformation, is comparable to a submachine gun, and the power is terrifying.

And Rousha is a quiet and indifferent person. The man she likes must be the dragon among people, even if he doesn't have a prominent identity, he must be the kind of big man who will fight as soon as he stomps his feet, and he is also the kind of person who is clean and clean.

Obviously, if the strokes are soft yarn, then Prince Mu Qinan is not the candidate for the strokes at all. The number of people in his harem is too large, and he is definitely not the kind of man who is clean and clean!

Beiling, who had eaten and drunk enough and rested, took out Xiupa, wiped his mouth, and ordered with the queen's momentum: "Go." The sound fell and went on its own.

Mo Dye was speechless and looked at the figure that was gradually moving away.

I said, Feathers, although you are rested, but what about us? We're not you, we can recover so quickly.

Although he was not very willing to get up and act, Bei Ling's behavior successfully stimulated some of the men present, who had always thought that their body was very good, and as a result, it was enough for a woman to rest for a while, which was really embarrassing!

So, some men immediately cleaned up their softness and kept up with Beiling's pace.

Walking along the path, I saw a cave that could only be passed by one person, and after thinking about it for a while, I looked around, and came to a result: no way!

I had to take out the candle, light it, and go in alone.

When everyone saw this scene, they followed suit and followed Beiling's footsteps in.

So, Mo Dye wanted to say: Feathers, you have become a way =-=|||

This time the cave was obviously much smaller than the one you had just entered, and there weren't any weird bats.

When I looked inside, there was no dark and damp nature of a cave, but there was a lot of grass.

Beiling looked at these grasses very excitedly, and marveled that many of the grasses here were high-quality medicinal herbs, so he couldn't wait to pick one of each and put it into the space, and the soil and weather in the space were very suitable for the growth of these grasses.

Although the crowd was puzzled, they did not say much.

Beiling's strength is obvious to all, so here Beiling is respected, and the others are small roles.

If one person breaks the troposphere and the strange layer is not enough to say anything, then these people are idiots.

Xue Yu hurriedly helped his master plant writing grass, eh, a snow fox beast in his dignified manner, it was really sad and lamentable. However, he was willing.

If you want to get the best elixir, you have to hug the master's thigh and pat the master's ass. It was because of the battle with the Zhuang Yu Demon that he ran out by himself regardless of the master's wishes, and he was not allowed to eat those spirit grasses for three months, and sure enough, the master's wishes must be clearly understood.

After walking for a short time, he came out of the cave. However, Beiling suddenly stopped.

She looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, and was surprised that she couldn't say a word.

It turns out that this is the third layer of the imperial tomb, the face of the killing layer. Sure enough, it's a killing layer, a killing layer!

sodu.