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Shendu nancheng fangshi
The shops have long been closed, and only a red lantern reflects the silence and snow, and occasionally the thieves pass by.
A three-story cornice and arch building of a Gaoge restaurant in Fangshi is decorated elegantly with piano, chess, paintings and ancient wood carvings.
Li Qianqiu, the princess of San Jue, was wearing a white robe and black hair. She sat in front of the window and looked at the silent snow scene. The hip flask shook and shook from time to time, and she had a drink.
Yan Guhong, the head thief, respectfully handed over and said, "Master Li’s remnant brother in the south has arranged to cut down the genealogy according to your meaning and leave a few shops for Xiaofu to eat and wear."
"There will be Guangyuan Zhenjun gone …"
Princess Sanjue’s eyes are dull. "If you leave, you will leave the palace?"
Yan Guhong was silent for a moment. "Master Dayan is no longer defending you, and three years later, when the disaster comes, you are suffering here. Why don’t you accompany me to take refuge overseas?"
Princess Sanjue glanced at her, "You live up to your reputation, but you’re not alive. No one can escape this disaster."
"But you said it was right for Japan, so you went to tell Yan Palace that Wolong Wild Vein would be released, which would save you from suspicion."
Said the wine and looked out of the window.
"If you want to go, go. The Palace is a half-dead man who didn’t go three hundred years ago and won’t go now …"
Yan Guhong listened to it immediately.
He has been wandering from place to place all his life, seeing through the world falsely, and there is nothing he can do but regard this teacher as a relative.
At this moment, Princess Li Qianqiu suddenly showed a bunch of eyebrows, and a thing appeared in the room with a wave of his hand.
Impressively, it’s a crystal-clear skeleton. The surface is like colored glass. There is sadness in it, and red light flashes in his eyes.
In an instant, the surrounding light and shadow filled the air
Two people can vaguely see a palace with a white shadow and a graceful body, standing in a tall building with their backs to them and looking at the north.
At the same time, there are sad songs.
"The palace wall is deep … the moon is cold, the mountains and rivers are full of smoke, and the jade building in Chung Shan Man is not covered by the canopy …"
Yan Guhong’s eyes flashed a trace of fear. "Is it necessary to respect this thing?"
This is the skull of Mrs. Baihua, the wife of Li Yuan.
Li Yuan, the sage of the White Tiger soldier, went into the ice sheet, and the Queen of Hundred Flowers missed her illness. Even if she became a fairy, she was robbed and perished, leaving her legacy to mourn in the Great Wei Palace day and night. The listener is not crazy.
Li’s descendants sneaked into the gods with this thing, threatening Princess Sanjue to steal out Dihuang and teach Yinshu. Unfortunately, they were jointly pitted by the palace master Guangyuan Zhenjun and also got this thing.
This fairy skull has just arrived. Even with the suppression of Princess Sanjue, something happened several times. Rumors of sneaking around in Nanshi were later completely settled.
I cann’t believe it’s making trouble now
Princess Sanjue was puzzled. "This time, different palaces have been suppressed by Long Mai’s popularity, unless someone tampered with it …"
Just then, the crystal skull suddenly broke free from the Three Unique Princess, and a white light shot out of the window and went north.
Princess Sanjue is a corpse fairy. Although it is not as good as Guangyuan Zhenjun and other immortals, it is also extraordinary. The fetus flashes out and presses the crystal skull.
Looking at the hands of the frantic shaking, the princess first wondered, then suddenly looked up at the north and her eyes became excited …
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Tian du long shou shan xian dynasty capital relics
The moon is high, and the sea of clouds is rolling around. The ancient city is silent, and only the distant clouds are rolling thunder.
Wang Xuan strode alone in the ancient city.
He chose to enter through the main entrance this time.
Despite thousands of years, there are still evil spirits hidden in the city.
Pale faces appeared in the darkness of the palace wall …
The palms of collapsed masonry body discovered rattled …
The statues on both sides of the palace slowly move their heads …
The remnant soul can be a ghost, and the old corpse can be frozen for a long time. The antiquities can be refined for a thousand years … The causes of evil in this world are strange and even worse. The death of Xiancheng is a gathering of masters Long Mai’s spiritual essence
However, all evil things are trapped in the same place.
The large array of immortal city has been defended for thousands of years, and the coveted eyes also make these evil things go out to worship the immortal city.
A stranger’s flesh and blood is full of enthusiasm, which leads to evil riots.
Wang Xuan is walking around without paying attention.