"Little gold bar, isn't that sleeping beauty dead? How do you say she's going to live? ”

"It feels, it just feels like she's going to live." In fact, the little gold bar is also very curious about who is that Arran?

It is said that the lifespan of human beings is at most a hundred years, and even if it is super, it cannot exceed a few years, but Aram has been dead for hundreds of years, but there are still signs of resurrection.

Ada Khan took risks in order to save her, and the blood lotus was not found but lost his life, what an infatuated man!

The legendary Blood Lotus is a kind of immortal medicine for human beings, and for them it is a medicine to improve their cultivation.

He had heard of it, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and to be honest, he was moved, but he knew that a place with a blood lotus must be extremely dangerous.

It's like ginseng, which not only confuses people, but also grows on the edge of a steep cliff, and perhaps, there is something unknown guarding it.

It was not difficult to see from the little fox's solemn expression that Ada Khan must have told her about the danger inside, otherwise, how could she have gathered so many people?

"Yanyan, are you really not going?"

"I don't know!" Mo Yan saw that everyone's eyes were shining with golden light, and deliberately hung their appetite.

Besides, she lost her tic-tac-toe card, and the little fox was surprised, but still wanted her to go with her.

Think about it carefully, how many people have died for treasures in ancient and modern times, but she is a person who has died once, and she has to cherish life.

What's more, she likes to live without restraints, and she likes the current life, but she is more curious about where Aran came from?

"Little gold bar, you have seen a lot, do you say that the story told by the little fox is true?"

"At least half of it is true!"

"Oh, which half?"

"The matter of Aram is true, but the matter of the treasure is not easy to say."

"You mean there's no treasure?"

"I don't know."

The purpose of the little fox is the blood lotus, and as for the treasure, it is dispensable for them.

Back then, Ada Khan saved Aran in search of the blood lotus, and after he came back, it was the little fox who helped him renew his life.

He didn't care about anything else, the only thing he valued was the Blood Lotus, because he needed it very much now.

"Hey, do you want to go?"

"If I wanted to go, would you go with me?"

"Okay, I'll go with you!" Mo Yan unconsciously habitually relied on him.

"Yanyan, don't worry, no matter where you go, I will keep you safe." The little gold bar lay on the edge of the tub and stretched her neck to kiss her little face.

"Let's go."

She took the initiative to kiss him twice: "You forgot, I have a scimitar in my hand, and I can still protect myself." ”

"Uh-huh!" Little Gold Bar just watched her get dressed in front of him.

Although she was not the most beautiful he had ever seen, and her body was not very developed, she was smart, dared to speak and scold, and did not speak amazingly.

No matter how beautiful a skin is, it is not as good as an interesting soul.

The snow had been falling for two days before it stopped, and the snow on the ground was as deep as the feet and necks, and there were more than two dozen horses, five of which were pulling salutes, and things for eating and drinking.

Mo Yan is still the sweaty BMW Xiao Hei, she is wearing cotton clothes, cotton pants and riding boots, wearing a thickened cotton cloak, a small face inside, the sun is shining on her, warm.

The little gold bar was lying on Xiao Hei's body, like a small worm, he turned his belly to bask in the sun, looking lazy.

There was a little fox in front to lead the way, and behind were Char, Sarim, and by the way, his old eagle hovered in mid-air, staring at the little gold bar, but he didn't dare to speak.

Because the mana of the little gold bar has been increasing unabated, not only envy the dead little fox, but also make the eagle feel surprised.

"Wow!"

Mo Yan looked back: "What is this team too much of?" ”

"Are you suspicious?" Bai Xue smiled: "There is great power in numbers, isn't this what you often say?" ”

"Hey, Bai Xue, that Li Meilian looks soft and weak, what happened to her and Big Brother Bai?"

"Uh......" Bai Xue glanced back: "She is accompanying Aunt Yu." ”

"Cut, don't worry about Big Brother Bai, what are you doing with so many oil heads?"

Mo Yan's eyes rolled: "Actually, I found that Brother Mu is interesting to you, what do you think?" ”

"I ......"

Bai Xue remembered that before leaving, Mu Shaohua told her that when he opened the coffin, he mistakenly thought that the person lying in the coffin was her, so he prevented her from entering the desert.

Even now, she wondered if she should go with them.

Mo Yan saw her blushing, and she didn't know what she was thinking?

Would she like to rub them together? Anyway, Bai Li has a wife, so Bai Xue and Mu Shaohua are also quite compatible.

Along the way, admire the snowy scenes, as well as the buildings of various ethnic groups, especially the temples.

From ancient times to the present, all ethnic groups have their own beliefs and ways of life.

The sky was blue, the air was fresh, and the eagle was like a monitor, and they stopped to rest, and he stood in the distance, and those eyes were staring at her.

Mo Yan picked up a stone and still went over, but unexpectedly was caught by Salimu, and she quickly turned around.

That Sali wood is the same as his carving, and I hate it.

"Yan Yan, that eagle can't do anything to me anymore, you don't have to guard against him."

Mo Yan took a sip of water: "I'm not guarding against him, but I hate him." ”

"Xiao Yan, that's the biggest bird I've ever seen, it's really rare!" Bai Xue was shocked when she saw it for the first time.

"This eagle can also carry people, which is indeed rare."

"Manded?" Bai Xue looked at the eagle in the distance in surprise.

On the journey again, the eagle flew far behind, as if it knew that someone here hated him.

In the evening, they set up their tents, raised the fire and roasted the mutton, and warmed the mare's milk.

Mo Yan is a meatless person, and the mare's milk wine is also her favorite, she has eaten mutton these days, and she feels fat.

After drinking a few glasses of mare's milk wine, she looked at the dark sky, and her head was as big as two.

There was a camel sound in her ears, looking for the sound, the long camel caravan, going farther and farther, she wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound.

Even if he wanted to hook his fingers, he couldn't move, and his chest was like a big stone pressed, but he knew very well in his mind that this was the ghost press.