The Rebirth of the Ghosts Return

The night wind is bleak, but this is far less than the coldness of Wang Churen's heart.

He did not escape and could not escape.

Not as arrogant as the grandson, because there is no use for this Lord.

The knees of his king of West could not keep going.

Thinking of this, Wang Chu people smiled bitterly, laughing old tears!

He is laughing at himself as an idiot, guarding the wealth of Xizhou's family, the house of such style, and the son of filial piety are still not content, have to provoke this cold and ruthless killing.

If half an hour ago, his respectful gimmicks pleaded guilty, took the corpse for his son, and sent the sorcerer to the goddess. He can still sit in the mansion and drink the best tea in the world.

But now it has nothing to do with him! In the final analysis, he is too conceited and looks away.

He licked his dry lips and never wanted to drink a cup of Mocha Mountain white tea.

"Yeah!" He closed his eyes and sucked his nose hard, reminiscent of the faint tea in his mind.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that in fact, life is a cup of tea!

When the fire is big, the tea can't taste, the heat is small, and the oysters are very good. Only the right ones are the most fragrant tea.

Unfortunately, he seems to be a bit late.

"I lost!" Wang Chu people breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Qin Hao, smiled lightly.

The sallow peasant’s face had a feeling of super-smoothness.

Qin Hao nodded. "You finally want to understand."

"I want a cup of tea, can I?" asked Wang Churen.

"Good!" Qin Hao made a gesture, kneeling on the ground of the Wangfu housekeeper, eager to go to the house, for a moment, carrying a teapot, the tea cup came back.

"Pour tea!" Wang Chu people like to return to the original state of the West when the spirit of the wind, screamed.

The housekeeper shuddered and poured the last cup of tea. He gave Wang Chu people a cup of tea for a lifetime, never sprinkled a little, but this time, the tea splashed.

He is not afraid, just reluctant! The master servant of a lifetime, who can think of this bowl of tea tonight is actually screening.

"Wang Ye, please drink tea!"

The butler was kneeling on the ground, holding the tea in his hands and raising his head above his head. He used all his strength and shouted with a cry.

Wang Chu people took a deep breath, took the tea bowl, slid the lid, shook his head and gently spread the camellia, closed his eyes, and slowly tasted.

He is drinking very slowly!

No one bothered him!

"The tea of ​​Mo Zhenshan, drinking for twenty-seven years, value, value! No regrets!" Wang Chu people finished the last bite of tea, opened their red eyes, and the endless aftertaste.

"Mr. Qin, can I make the last request?" asked Wang Churen.

Qin Hao nodded.

"Chu people lived in Xizhou, and they were counted as figures. Suicide was done by the coward. I only asked Mr. Qin to send me a hand. This life can die in the hands of the gentleman, it is on Huangquan Road, and there is no more. A little bit stunned, a trace of unwillingness!" Wang Chu people asked for help.

"Good! I drank a bowl of tea in your house tonight, and I owe you a favor. I can fulfill you!" Qin Yu promised.

"Thank you, Mr.!" Wang Churen put his whole clothes and smiled.

In the next second, Qin Hao’s finger was in his eyebrows. Wang Chu’s soul was scattered, and his body fell like a piece of wood on the ground.

A generation of Xiongxiong Wang Churen, more than 20 years in the Western Region, like Lei Meng, in the most glorious moment of life, fell on the way to hegemony.

"Wang Tuba industry talks and laughs, it is invincible!"

Looking at the gradually stiff body on the ground, Qin Xiao’s mouth flashed a cold smile, and his back was under the watchful eyes of everyone, but he went away.

It seems that this land is not killed by a king, but a dead dog, nothing more!

Qin Lan did not leave the palace, but went to the northwest corner of the backyard of the palace to go to the eucalyptus forest. This is the keeper's corpse of the king's family.

The strong yin gas spread like the tide, so that these eucalyptus trees are full of wet yin and water droplets, touching the hands, and the red is like blood.

"Call!"

The Qin dynasty was overjoyed, and the greedy sucked the rich mantle yin. The quality of the aura contained in the yin was not bad. It turned out to be a product of the land, and it was rare in the Dongzhou boundary.

In hell, it is not like the mortal air, but in every corner is the poisonous cellar, so that it can breed all kinds of evil spirits, as well as masters of cultivation.

It’s just that the physique of the mortal world is too bad, and the soul is too weak. It’s that this product’s suffocating temper is also unacceptable, but it can be thought of as a way to raise a corpse, but it’s a little bit of a brain.

‘This piece of corpse is indeed a grave tomb everywhere, but it is not enough to form a product of suffocation. Is it because there is a feminine instrument or a spiritual object as a lineup? 'Qin Wei secretly pondered.

After a look at it, he discovered that this piece of wood turned out to be a feng shui gathering.

The Wang family must have asked the Feng Shui master to deliberately build this piece of corpse. If there is a law, there will be a town of law, and it will be able to gather such a strong suffocating suffocation. The underground burial is worth a picture!

It was hard to beat him in the area, and soon he found a glimpse of the eye, and the rich suffocating ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gathered from all sides to a seven-eight-man-old old banyan tree.

The Qin dynasty was infuriated and punched hard, and the big tree was crushed. Only then did it find that there was a hole in the sky, and the heart of the tree was hollowed out. There was a circle of law inside.

At the center of the array is a pool of blood, and there is a large turtle in the pool with a small house!

The old tortoise plate did not move, and there was a two-foot-long whisker under the armpit. The neck was full of wrinkles, and it turned out to be a mysterious turtle with no more than eight hundred years.

The mysterious tortoise has three inches long claws that are nailed to the ground by the nails. The hard shells are engraved with dense runes, and now they are screaming at the head and drinking blood.

‘It’s a good idea to use the mysterious tortoise to make a smashing array of eyes and absorb the gas of the mantle. It’s a bit of a skill to be able to open this battle in Jiangdong. 『Qin 羿 dark road.

The tortoise has been psychedelic for more than five hundred years, and it is a mysterious turtle.

The mysterious tortoise is able to absorb gas, especially to absorb the gas of the earthworm. The mysterious turtle of more than 10,000 years is a basaltic beast, but one of the towns.

This mysterious turtle has been extremely rare in the eternal life of 800 years. It is no wonder that it can absorb the gas of the mantle and refine it into a bronze corpse.

"Recently, my cultivation has already fallen into the bottleneck, and it is always difficult to break through the edge of the later stage. If I can borrow the mysterious turtle in Dongming Lake and open up the spirits, I will raise the aura to a level. When the time is broken, it will be a breeze. "Qin Hao secretly said.

I think it’s also a bad time. I didn’t expect to have such a chance. It’s really helping me!

After making up his mind, Qin Hao reached out and smashed the garbage runes on the mysterious turtles, and pulled out the nails that kept him in it. The long-awaited Xuan Guidun was vivid and hurricane in the blood pool. Make waves.

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