(2) (6) (1) Naxi people
Jiang Lao Lai followed behind the crowd, looking listless, and kept muttering "Impossible!" Impossible? Why is it gone? ”
Jiang Laolai stayed in the lava cave for several days, and Qiu Yue'er and his party stayed with him for several days, eating barbecue and drinking hot soda every day.
Jiang Lao Lai was naturally reluctant to leave, but he was alone, even if the fire lotus came out, he couldn't beat it, it was the life of the rest of the food.
In the end, he used his treasure knife to stir up waves in the underground magma for a long time, provoking the fire lotus, but there was still no movement.
Tang Yongchang said that the breath of the fire lotus had long been lost in the molten cave, and it was estimated that he had already run away.
Jiang Lao Lai gave up, but he still didn't want to believe it, thinking that this group of people were guarding, why did he run away? How did you get out?
Only Tang Yongchang looked at Qiu Yue'er with an inexplicable expression, he remembered that when this little girl first came to the molten cave, she was obviously attributeless, but now she has actually become a fire attribute.
The truth of the matter is about to come out, and the water of this little girl is deep, I don't know if there is someone behind it, otherwise how can there be so many treasures, why does the fire lotus silently recognize her as the master?
can only accompany Qiu Yue'er to act in this scene, and secretly told Lin Yutang to make a good friend of this girl, even if she is not a friend, she can't be offended.
"Those who come from the south and go to the north, those who go east and those who go west, pass by, don't miss it! The burial goods of the tomb of the Tang King who were just dug up, picked one to take home, and left it for future generations. ”
One stall was filled with bottles and jars, some new and some old, and some with dirt on them, looking like they had just been unearthed.
Next to him, a middle-aged man with a big belly, with a purple-black face unique to Westerners, dressed in a local gray-brown robe, and wearing a small felt hat made of unknown animal skin, shouted at people coming and going.
At the foot of a large mountain, an open field is filled with shelves and tents, shelves are filled with goods, exotic handicrafts are on display, and colorful pastries are made in the shape of various flowers.
The Spring Festival is the most lively festival in China every year, and it seems to be the same in this area far from China.
This New Year was actually spent in an underground molten cave, and the people on the ground were lively and lively for the New Year, and people from several nearby tribes came here to catch the market.
Qiu Yue'er and his party had already changed into local clothes, and the thick clothes showed complicated patterns, but the hat on the head was full of headdresses, reflecting each other in the sunlight, I don't know if this woman from the Western Regions is easy to get cervical spondylosis.
However, in order not to be regarded as an outlier by others, I can only reluctantly settle for it.
Lin Yutang was holding a boxy box, the box was hollowed, and the box was the heirloom artifact of the Tang Dynasty, and Lin Yutang's ancestors were also sitting on one side of the box, looking curiously at the people and things coming and going in the market through the hollow.
After a thousand years, I saw the light of day again, and everything outside was very new.
Lin Yutang could only hold the box carefully, the mustard seed space could not accommodate a living creature, the old ancestor should barely be regarded as a living creature, even if it could be melted, he would not dare not!
As for the artifact, the seal of the sky is not even better, the spirit weapon is conscious, and it is no different from the living beings in the world, and there are naturally instrument spirits in the artifact, and it is rumored that the instrument spirit of the artifact is a fallen god, I don't know if it is true or false.
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