Chapter 310 of the third episode of the Beacon Fire Wolf Smoke exchanged the body for the rosewood box, and the three leaves were different. One of them flashed with colored light.

It is circular, and there is a dragon-like pattern on it, and there are many avenue patterns around it.

The second blade. Bright red as blood, fan-shaped, with a vague figure on it, sitting high in the Nine Heavens. Xuanhuang gas surrounds the body, and the road pattern is like cloud smoke. Densely packed.

The last leaf, snow-white as jade, crystal clear. It's very peculiar, it's round. There is a yin-yang diagram on it. The anode holds the yin. The cathode embraces the yang, and. There are dots of stars, like a starry sky. Innate veins are intertwined.

It was the first time that the cold prison palace had seen the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment. Quite surprised. It's hard to imagine what kind of ancient tree could grow such incredible leaves.

The saliva of the pink unicorn came out at that time, and he had nothing to do. said, "I'll put it away for you." ”

"Here you go, I guess you're no longer a unicorn, and you can just go to be a dog." ”

"Damn!"

Not long after, news came from Qianhui and the little stool that Snow God Mountain had also gathered hundreds of elixirs, and they sent people to deliver them day and night as soon as possible.

Compared with other forces, Snow God Mountain's hand this time is obviously smaller and more bloody, but the world knows that Snow God Mountain is covered with ice and snow all year round, and it is already very scarce in terms of resources.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you can accept it with peace of mind. Chie patted him on the shoulder. Shaking his head, he said, "These old men are as shrewd as ghosts. ”

In this world, there is no enthusiasm for no reason, when the Kaede Empire is falling, when chasing and killing the Cold Prison Palace.

Snow God Mountain and the Top of the Clouds have been supporting them all the time, but their support can be seen by everyone, and it is definitely not such a simple thing.

In the past, all kinds of things were too subtle, and when you think about it, it is full of scheming and layout.

If the Holy Sacrament of the Cold Prison Palace is completed, all the wind and drizzle.

But if it fails, then it will be really difficult to explain the intentions of the forces that supported them before.

Regarding this, Qianhui and Xiao Stool also knew it in their hearts, but they still had a well-trained Kaede Restoration Division in their hands now, so they were not very worried.

This world is very realistic, and people's hearts are very complicated, but there is no lack of sincere friendship.

Since the Cold Prison Palace took everyone to the Soul Power Competition, in the hearts of the five women, they have already looked at the Cold Prison Palace differently.

A monk will either be the supreme powerhouse of heaven and earth, or he will follow a powerhouse.

They chose the latter, so they willingly did so.

"An Miaoyi, please?" Qianhui was surprised.

There is less than one day left until the night of the full moon. At this time, An Miaoyi wanted to see the cold prison palace. It can be guessed. It must be to win over and tie the knot.

The little stool pondered. Said: "It's not ordinary." Not ordinary!"

"How is it not ordinary?" asked Chie.

"An Miaoyi has courage. I'm afraid it's a gamble. The little stool said.

"What do you want to say?"

The little stool said: "The icing on the cake is far better than sending charcoal in the snow, if the cold prison palace breaks the curse, An Miaoyi will come to win it again." It can be described as such. But if it was before. That's a different story entirely.

"An Miaoyi shouldn't be," Qianhui showed a different color.

"She is most likely going to gamble on herself, and the miss of the Holy Body of Dacheng is forever, since there is such a tradition in the Miao Xiang Temple. It's much better than choosing a Son. ”

"I don't have time to go. The cold prison palace shook his head, unmoved.

However, at this very moment. An Miaoyi asked someone to send a jade box as a big gift for him to rush the customs.

"Another Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree Leaf!"

In the jade box, His Royal Highness was a fiery red, shining brightly. as if it were cast in gold. The fragrance is fragrant, and His Royal Highness is a picture of mountains and rivers, dotted with many innate lines. The room is full of incense.

Qianhui exclaimed: "This is a peerless treasure, you have to go on a trip." ”

The little stool monster shouted, "Your Highness the Prince." You must hold on, the tigress in the house is not ordinary difficult to deal with. ”

Night. The moon hangs high. Silver glow fell like a cloud of smoke. The whole land was hazy. It's like a veil.

Myokyan sits in the sky, and the lake below is clear and shimmering like a sapphire. The moon above is like water, flowing slowly.

The building is shrouded in a magical color and mysteriously in the night sky.

The cold prison palace ascended into the sky, and someone invited him into front of a magnificent underground palace, where a beautiful peerless man stood. In the moonlight. Almost deity. It seems to have fallen from the silver moon, and the earth fairy is not stained with the dust of the world.

"Is Miaoyi so annoying?" An Miaoyi smiled. A snowsuit. Gently fluttering in the night breeze, as if to ride the wind away.

"Fairy An is too charming, I don't dare to come, I'm afraid of the abrupt beauty. "The cold prison palace mouth should not be careful.

An Miao's eyes rolled. He smiled lightly and said, "Lied." ”

She was wearing a long white dress and dragging the floor. The slender jade body is set off like a mountain undulating. A firm chest posture. Slender waist. The round buttocks can't pick out a single flaw. Make the perfect arc.

Unfortunately. She has a noble temperament and is like an elf under the night moon. Yurong does not apply a little fat powder, and it is snow-white and crystalline. Eyes like autumn water. Qiong's nose and cherry lips seem to be made by heaven. Such a beautiful face is suffocating.

In the palace, carved beams and painted buildings are splendid. The clouds were shrouded in mist, as if they had strayed into the sky. It feels unreal.

This is a dormitory. Pearl jade inlay. Antique calligraphy and paintings are hanging, on a white jade table, the delicacies are attractive. Aromatic wine.

"Tomorrow is going to rush the level, are you sure?" An Miaoyi poured wine, bright red lips sexy. The teeth are shining, and she is holding the jade cup, which is equally crystal bright.

"I'll enter the Soul Emperor Realm. Leng Jian Gong smiled.

"The Holy Sacrament of Dacheng has not appeared for more than 100,000 years. can compete with the ancient emperor, what a heroic posture. It's really fascinating. An Miaoyi smiled sweetly and said, "Now." There is a Eucharist sitting in front of me, and I want to look at it. Take a closer look. ”

"Even if the rush is successful. It's just a small Eucharist. How to compare with the Great. Leng Jian Gong shook his head with a smile.

"That day won't be long away, Miao Yi is looking forward to it. An Miaoyi's black hair fluttered. His eyes are like water. The eyelashes are long, the skin is snow-white and clear, and the center of the eyebrows is adorned with a bright moon pearl. Under the crystal lamp, they reflect each other, noble, gorgeous and smart, and the beauty is suffocating.

"Thank you Miao Yi Fairy for sending me enlightenment tea. The cold prison palace toasted to each other.

"Miao Yi is just doing a little bit of effort, may Brother Leng break the curse, sing all the way, and compete with the emperor in the future. An Miaoyi's smile was extremely bewildering. Red lips dipped in wine, more vivid.

The night is getting darker. The moonlight shines through the glass window. Spilled into the palace. It's like a dream.

An Miaoyi is overwhelmed by alcohol. Her pretty face was red, her eyes were fluctuating, delicate and boneless, and she said, "I want to become a holy body,"

The cold prison palace is also slightly drunk. Teasing: "I'm right here, why do you want it?,"

Miao Yi wanted to say. I want the Holy Sacrament of Dacheng to protect me in the future, and I will also become the Emperor. An Miaoyi smiled and made the bright moon in the sky eclipsed.

She is one of the most beautiful women in the Hongchuan Continent, and is even known as the first beauty in the Hongchuan Continent.

If you compare it with Wu Xiaochen, Nie Bing'er and other women, then it can be said that she has a different flavor, and her charm is a kind of charm that makes men feel unstoppable.

Late at night. They don't know how much wine they've drunk, and their glasses have fallen to the ground, tangling together.

"Hehe" An Miaoyi smiled sweetly, as beautiful as a silver bell. Swinging.

The cold prison palace held her delicate body, held a silver wine jug, and drank wine in her mouth. And then it poured between the sexy red lips like An Miao.

Everything is natural. The Cold Prison Palace is not an old-fashioned old pedant. There is no restraint, and there is no fear of rose thorns. Decided to eat the icing.

Not far away is a white jade bed. Gui wore a pink ground gauze tent, giving people a strange feeling, and the two rolled off the pink ambiguous bed.

Soon after, a snow-white carcass appeared, and the skin was soft and delicate, shining brightly. Pink and shiny, gaudy and moving, it can be called a peerless temptation.

An Miaoyi's hair is scattered, her peerless face is in a trance, and a layer of faint brilliance flashes up and down her body, and her body is red, which makes people confused.

Leng Prison Palace's heart trembled for a while, and he put down the pink gauze tent, he couldn't resist this incomparable temptation.

"Wow" refers to the wind passing by, and the candle goes out.

Only the moonlight like water sprinkled in, and the heat on the jade bed could be seen dimly.

Moaning softly. Confused. Thoughts are rife. The two are entangled, and it is a sleepless night, a night of confusion.

The moonlight is like water, pouring down, plain and hazy, peaceful and quiet.

In the sky, it has long been quiet, on the bed carved from white jade, An Miaoyi's eyes opened, the jade body was horizontal, a piece of crystal, her hair was scattered, delicate and weak.

"It's time for you to go. She stretched out a hidden arm, snow-white and delicate, lazily waking up the person next to the pillow.

The cold prison palace was very calm, but there were waves in his heart, but he still smiled, his white teeth shimmered, and he looked brilliant.

"What are you doing in a hurry to get me away?"

"If it is known, you stay overnight at the Miao Yu Nunnery, will the people of the Feng Clan agree? I'm afraid they will find you trouble, Feng Huang is not an ordinary woman, how can she tolerate it. ”

An Miaoyi's voice is very quiet, very beautiful, but not alarming, her beauty is almost ethereal, bright and dusty, like a fairy in the world, ice muscles and jade bones, the carcass is snow-white and smooth, giving birth to a little brilliance.

"WindClan, they're not engaged to me, and if I fail, they'll abandon me. The cold prison palace laughed at himself.

An Miaoyi helped him gently soften his temples and said, "I believe that you can succeed, and you will reproduce the supreme demeanor of the Great Saint Body in the future." ”

"The world is unpredictable, and now everyone is paying attention, and many monks are waiting, focusing on the ten directions, and I am very likely to fail. The cold prison palace said casually, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"If I end up in disgrace, I wonder how the people who have wooed me, befriended me, and entertained me will feel now? Leng Prison Gong grabbed a lock of her jet-black shiny hair and wrapped it around her fingers.