"Son, you have to know how to reverse the situation and find the right reason for every change of your own." Krim Road.
"Yes, the child finds a way by himself."
After Luo Yi left, Krim returned to the dungeon again.
How big is Wangling, how big the dungeon is, it is built by the prince of the generation of the maiden.
Completed.
"Wang, please take the seat."
In addition to the newly held Yang Lan in the dungeon, there are other people. This is a woman in black.
The people in the underground city are wrapped in black from head to toe. They are slaves in the underground city, the labor of building the underground city, and a group of people who can't see light.
These are the warriors cultivated by the people of the mausoleum.
Increasing and stronger, a secret force is formed.
Now these people hate a person, that is, the person who destroys their recovery of the light to the light of the light -Dongzhuang Master!
If it weren't for the appearance of Ximen Jingxuan, they had been carrying the heavy task of 200 years, and Dongzhang was already their world. It was the plan to disrupt their plan to subvert Dongzhu, but also destroyed a lot of them a lot of them.
Power, now only a few people who remain in the dungeon. According to this, you have to develop for decades.
But they don't want to wait any more. For decades, they have turned into white bones, and even if they succeed, they can't enjoy them.
"I want to make that woman a part of us." Krim sat on a stone carved chair.
For many years of habits, people here are familiar with the darkness and enter the dungeon. Even if they do not ignite the torch, they can act freely. They are like blind people who have been blind for a long time. They do not affect daily life in the darkness.
They are accompanied by the bones of a king, and they may be the sarcophagus of the king of Dongzhu, and their dreams are to break through the tombs one day and let these so -called so -called stepped on their heads.
The king loses the final place of rest!
"Wang, that woman is very uneasy." Women in black.
"If she stands with us, it is very useful." Kermu's eyes flashed with ghost -like light in the darkness.
"How to tame that woman?" The woman in black asked.
"Stimulate her greed, see what she wants most."
Although Krim has lived in Wangling for more than 20 years, he did not forget what he had learned at all when he was prince, and the understanding of people from the outside world did not weaken.
"What do she want?" The woman in black was in thought.
The Temple of the National Teacher, Europe is back to Ximen Jingxuan.
"Son, which is followed by clues along the way. All the clues disappear in the county's side. This is very similar to that we had cracked Princess Dongbu Changping and his horse."
"Princess Changping and the horse have been killed by the king of the East." Ximen Jingxuan remembered the affairs that came to Dongzheng at first.
He wanted to show his ability in front of King Dongzhang, but he didn't want to be ruthless enough, and he directly killed his daughter -in -law.
"No matter where you are, there is nothing in the palace." Lin Xin'er sat on the side, it was no wonder that it was strange.
"If you don't get power, I can't do it with Qi Mingguo." Ximen Jingxuan Road.
"I know, you are not easy." Lin Xin'er stretched his hands to Ximen Jingxuan and was held by Ximen Jingxuan backhand.
A high -profile king, for other countries, can not help but say how much grievances have been suffered while gaining power.
"It seems that Princess Changping was not resolved at that time, or ..." Ximen Jingxuan paused, "Or Princess Changping was just a chess piece who died in the water."
After all, it was not your own country, nor was it that he really cared about it. At that time, in the matter of Princess Changping, Ximen Jingxuan did not investigate.
"If there are still people hiding in the dark, they must have to deal with you." Lin Xin'er thought about it. "Let's take a look with Dongzhang Wang.
You can help to check the goal. With your status in Dongzhang, you must be used as a nail in your eyes. "" "
"I really want to create a big boat immediately, take you back, and the one who stays away from right and wrong here. Although the Qing Dynasty dynasty is not stable, it is our place." Ximen Jingxuan raised his hand and rubbed his temples.
The matter here has nothing to do with himself. Every place has every place, he does not belong to it.
"Jing Xuan." Lin Xin'er got up, walked behind Ximen Jingxuan, helped him press the temples and rubbed it gently. "It is not easy for us to go.
After all, a country is thinner than after all. If someone intercepted, it is not easy to deal with at sea. Besides, Xuan Tianci may have reached the sea area, and there are Qi Mingguo waiting.
Should the best change, since there is no trouble wherever it is, choose one place to stay first. In any case, we are all together, what's the matter together. "
"Okay, I will enter the palace." Ximen Jingxuan patted Xin'er's hand and got up.
"I'm going too." Lin Xin'er said, "I go to Princess Huping to see, she will definitely not refuse me."
So, the two entered the palace together.
The horse raised the whip, wherever they are, are all admirable.
"Look, this is the wife of the national teacher who is going to marry. Is it the same as the girl Yang?"
When the appearance yesterday, no one dared to talk about it, but after one night, there was a group of people who couldn't hold back loudly.
"I am curious about the two of them standing together." Somehow, "It's strange, did Girl Yang before and with the Temple of the State Master, why don't you see it?"
"Didn't you hear? Girl Yang was surprised last night and did not know where to go." Someone lowered his voice.
"So coincident?"
"I heard that there is a kind of painting technique that can take the appearance of others."
"Are you the story of Mr. Book? Can you win the appearance? Is it a demon!" Is it a demon! "
"But how can there be such a similar person in the world? Is it a person who looks at it? If it is not a twin, this is too bumpy. And the girl Yang just disappeared at this time?"
"Do you have to be careful when you say this, how can our national teacher marry a fairy that understands the art of painting skin?"
Nympho
The crowd secretly discussed in a word, and no one noticed that the person who initially caused this discussion had quietly retired from the scene.